Let me win you over, and you'll become a heartthrob before I even begin?

He buried all the emotions he wanted to express deep in his heart, waiting for the moment they met to gush out like a fountain.

The electric wheelchair speeds up to the place it longs for.

As he passed the teaching building, he heard the same harsh words he had heard before.

"You disgusting woman, just die!"

"Go to hell!"

"A girl like that from our school is ruining the school's reputation! It's affecting us!"

"You guys are being really rude! What if she really jumps?"

Almost as if triggered by physical reactions, upon hearing these unpleasant words, Shen Yunchi's breath hitched, and his memory seemed to return to the prelude to his repeated breakdowns, just like at this moment.

He sped up, pushing the wheelchair forward in disbelief. He wished he could jump down and run downstairs, but he couldn't.

The wheelchair was moving too slowly; time seemed to slow down, and he prayed endlessly—

"It can't be her."

"It's definitely not Xixi."

"It can't be her!"

His breathing grew heavier and heavier. The thought of that possibility he dared not recall made his head swell like a deflated balloon, becoming increasingly bloated and about to burst, just as his nerves were about to snap.

Didn't he arrive ahead of time?

It couldn't be her...

It shouldn't be her...

The timing doesn't match!

At this point, Xixi was still normal and wouldn't do anything rash...

He frantically tried to squeeze into the crowd, but the dense throng blocked him out, completely surrounding him.

He strained forward, but before he knew it, he fell to the ground, landing heavily. Driven by his desperation, he continued to crawl forward, disregarding his appearance.

He climbed to the very back and had just squeezed out of the crowd when, in the next instant, an explosion rang in his ears.

It exploded in his eyes along with that bright red color.

His climbing fingers stopped, his pupils trembled as he stared in disbelief at the scene before him, a scene so familiar it was almost unbearable.

His mouth opened and closed, but he didn't know what to say. He seemed to be trapped in an endless buzzing sound, and immense sorrow swept over him like a tidal wave. His hoarse voice was dry and unable to speak.

The buzzing in my ears turned into a muffled sound like drowning.

Tears streamed silently down her face, without a sound.

He collapsed to the ground, letting himself sink into a state of unconscious panic.

He didn't understand; he had finally succeeded, just one day before she was supposed to die.

Why did she die prematurely?

Why treat her like this?

Even if she is just a supporting character in the story, does a supporting character not deserve to have her own life and the right to live?

She was clearly just an ordinary person who hadn't done anything heinous.

But fate repeatedly pushed her off the cliff, wishing it could erase all traces of her life, refusing to give her even a single chance to live.

As if in response to him, he vaguely heard a voice he had never heard before.

"Do you really like her? Don't you think that your liking for her might just be because of your feelings for your 'white moonlight' in the story?"

Shen Yunchi answered almost instantly: "She is not my dispensable white moonlight."

"She is my most important little cake."

For Shen Yunchi, the most important thing from childhood to adulthood is desserts and cakes.

In his mind, desserts also have different levels: favorite, moderately liked, liked, and disliked.

And she was placed in the most important spot on the small cake by him.

Would you be willing to pay a small price for your little cake?

"What price?"

"Are you willing to sacrifice your life force and a part of your soul to give her a chance to start over?"

A chance to start over?

"Yes, because of your vitality, her soul will leave this world and be free from the dictates of the plot in another world. Happiness and despair will be entirely up to her, and she will no longer be forced to walk a predetermined path."

"I do!" Shen Yunchi answered immediately before the other person could finish speaking.

The other party was stunned, never expecting that Shen Yunchi would agree without hesitation.

"Could you wait until I finish speaking..."

Shen Yunchi suppressed his excitement: "Okay."

Even if she's happy in that world, she'll have to return to this world after a certain time and relive it all, but the only difference is—

"This time, she has the opportunity to choose how to walk her own path."

"But you are different. When she returns, you will forget all your memories of the plot. You will fall hopelessly in love with the original female lead again. Even so, are you willing?"

Shen Yunchi said without the slightest complaint or hesitation, "I'm willing."

“I believe in my feelings for her, and I believe in my brother. If I can break free this time, I can succeed next time.”

The other party was clearly stunned and remained silent for a long time before finally blurting out, "I need to explain the risks in advance."

"If you lose your vitality, you are very likely to become... a puppet who has lost his true self."

"Ah."

"Is it possible for you to suddenly age?"

"Ah."

"What if she just enjoys hanging out with the lively and cheerful you from before? What if she dislikes the cold and aloof you once you change? And then prefers someone more energetic?"

"Ah."

Aren't you afraid she won't like you?

"Not afraid."

Aren't you afraid you'll regret it later and think it wasn't worth it?

"Not afraid."

The other person couldn't help but mutter, "Damn, nobody told me he's love-struck?"

Shen Yunchi immediately retorted, "I'm not love-struck."

The other person agreed: "Yes, I remember you weren't love-struck."

"I have a cake-obsessed personality."

"..."

The other person paused for a moment, then said speechlessly, "So, cake-brain, are you sure you've really thought this through?"

"Well, I've thought about it."

The other person couldn't understand: "Why would you be willing to pay such a high price after only three short years together?"

Shen Yunchi smiled but did not answer.

Only he knows the answer.

*

The moment Shen Yunchi, reborn, awoke, a melodious, song-like voice drifted into his ears from afar.

"last question."

Even if you endure unbearable loneliness until she returns, she is finding happiness in your place while you suffer in waiting—

Are you willing to wait?

Shen Yunchi's memories stretch back to their first meeting, flowing like ribbons through the long river of their shared memories, finally converging in the vibrant colors of their last encounter.

He recalled his broken screams:

How desperate must a person be to be willing to give up a hard-won life?

His little cake, at least let him be happy once, right?

so.

He heard his own voice echoing in the empty room:

"I am willing."

The short hair, which should have been as smooth as ink, turned white in an instant, like frozen river water or cascading moonlight.

His long, silvery-white hair cascaded down his back, his eyelashes were slightly tinged with white, and his almost transparent skin was completely bloodless.

He got up and walked towards the door.

hope.

His little cakes won't hate him like this.

It's okay if you hate it.

He would accept anything she liked or disliked, as long as it was her.