Chapter 34: Yue Yiyue: Be Vigilant of pig-butchering scams, Be Vigilant of Strangers’ Goodwill!

Yue Yiyue came to while standing in the bathroom.

Hot water droplets and steam fell on her face, rousing her sluggish senses.

A strange scent tickled her nose.

A floral fragrance mixed with faint notes of alcohol—an indescribable scent.

She felt as if her sense of smell had been somehow isolated.

She brushed stray hairs back from her forehead, wiped water from her face. What had she just been doing?

She seemed to have made a phone call to Mom.

And then?

Her gaze fell on the small undergarments scattered on the floor and lingered there.

Oh, she got her period.

Perhaps her period was making her feel muddled.

That made everything reasonable.

Yue Yiyue didn’t dwell on it. She hurried through her shower and put on a sanitary pad.

This body’s periods were irregular; she’d need to adjust her schedule. At the balcony’s laundry sink, Yue Yiyue scrubbed the soapy clothes, lost in melancholy.

Whatever, at least there were no menstrual cramps.

There were quite a few things to do tomorrow. Hmm, she had moved her textbooks back a few days ago; classes started tomorrow.

This also meant that this segment of the story was finally about to unfold.

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The next morning as she got up, Yue Yiyue saw Gu Nanqiu sleeping soundly beside her.

Her face was pale, her expression unhappy—as if she’d had a bad dream.

Otherwise, everything was fine.

The phone alarm buzzed and vibrated, reminding her that today was the first day of classes.

She had gotten the class schedule a few days earlier; both she and Gu Nanqiu had a class in the morning.

Hmm, perhaps because this was a novel’s fictional world, university here didn’t require military training.

After washing up, she threw on a T-shirt and baggy shorts, then casually washed the bowls.

She tended the flowers and plants, then refreshed the water for the lilies left at the door who-knows-when.

She checked the time; there was still an hour left.

She returned to the room and glanced at Gu Nanqiu—sure enough, she had kicked off the blanket.

Very cute.

She tucked her in and watched her smack her lips, reaching for the nearby plush toy, then tucked it into her arms.

At that point, Yue Yiyue decided to call in sick for Nanqiu.

No matter what, health came first, especially since in a few more days…

As for the first class, Yue Yiyue believed that someone as smart as Gu Nanqiu would handle it.

She stretched lightly downstairs, then jogged to the breakfast shop by the gated community.

The bun seller saw Yue Yiyue and immediately broke into a grin.

Ever since the girl moved in, she’d been a steady customer, always buying over ten buns. She quickly packed them, slipping in a tea egg: “Take care!”

Carrying the full bag of buns, Yue Yiyue counted them—five for herself, and the rest should suffice for Gu Nanqiu.

She took the elevator home, set up the heat-insulating cover, and left a message for Gu Nanqiu.

Yue Yiyue’s day officially began.

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It was still early, and there were only a few scattered people in the classroom.

She scanned the room and picked a front-row seat with a good view. She tossed her backpack on the chair, pulled out the textbooks she’d gotten days ago, wrote her name in them, set them on the desk, and waited for class.

Come to think of it, she’d looked up the major online and learned a bit about it.

She planned to pursue Computational Linguistics in the future.

She was interested in it herself, and…

It aligned with Gu Nanqiu’s major.

They would have more topics to talk about in the future.

“Hello, is this seat taken?” someone asked.

Yue Yiyue didn’t look up; she flipped through her phone and nodded: “Mm, no one’s here. Have a seat.”

“Thanks.”

After the brief exchange, Yue Yiyue looked at the new message in the class group and mechanically replied “Received.”

Morning classes filled her schedule, but the afternoon was free. She’d grab lunch for Gu Nanqiu and text her later so she wouldn’t cook right after waking.

Something light for lunch.

Pair it with a soup.

Then?

There were a few packages to pick up…

“Classmate, want to swap contacts? We could study together.” The seatmate held out her phone, fluffy keychain dangling, QR code up.

Only then did Yue Yiyue realize she was being addressed.

She hurriedly switched to the messaging app and scanned the other’s QR code.

“Hi, family name Gu, given name Ye—same class. We vibe; take care of me!” Propping her phone on her chin, the girl smiled warmly at Yue Yiyue.

Yue Yiyue eyed the long black-haired girl before her, radiating vibrant energy like the rising sun. As she tilted her head, a familiar red mole on her collarbone flashed.

For a split second, Yue Yiyue found it a bit too dazzling.

She looked at the cute Maine Coon cat profile picture that popped up on her phone. This person gave her a very familiar feeling, but she couldn’t pinpoint why.

“Hi, Yue Yiyue—the leaping kind.” Yue Yiyue saw her hesitate on the note and realized her intro had been unclear.

“Do you live in the dorms or rent off-campus? Need a roommate? Need a meal buddy? We might be together for four years, after all.” Gu Ye looked at Yue Yiyue’s desk: “Whoever arrives first can save seats for the other!”

Her words flew fast, bombarding Yue Yiyue with questions.

She nodded dazedly, answering one by one.

Already renting with a roommate, but we could eat together if you don’t mind.

Gu Ye’s mouth twitched. She said “Yay,” but her face fell as she tapped her phone listlessly.

Yue Yiyue sighed in relief as she finally went quiet.

People like this might join clubs or events later.

If she got dragged along…

That would be a disaster!

A class period wasn’t long; the teacher lectured well, and Yue Yiyue found it interesting.

Ignoring the intense gaze beside her, Yue Yiyue enjoyed the class.

“Yiyue, heading straight back?” Gu Ye stared, eyes full of odd reluctance.

Yue Yiyue stepped back on instinct, dodging Gu Ye’s gaze. “Mm.”

She didn’t say more. During this class, Gu Ye’s actions had been too strange.

She seemed to have some hidden agenda.

She didn’t care to guess. Stuffing her books in her bag, she tossed out, “Got things to do—heading out.”

With that, she bolted from the classroom.

Gu Ye watched her panicked flight, puzzled.

The lingering scent in the air kept telling her that this was the person she sought.

Being near Yue Yiyue made her feel utterly delighted.

The memories were correct, the scent was correct, but Yue Yiyue’s reaction wasn’t quite right.

Though her memories were fragmented, they still told her that Yue Yiyue loved her deeply.

She’d fed and grown relentlessly for this; she recognized Yue Yiyue on sight.

Even though Yue Yiyue seemed to have another “self” by her side now.

It didn’t matter—Yiyue would love her, would love her.

The teacher noticed the stunning student in the corner and felt puzzled.

How come she hadn’t noticed her in class?

Gu Ye noticed the person on stage staring at her and glanced back.

The teacher stared hazily at Gu Ye. This student was a work of art—one to collect and treasure…

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“Yiyue, no need to worry.”

“You’re very safe.”

“She’s just a Freshman’s kid.”

“She just admires you, that’s why she’s like this.”

“She’s still a kid, so she doesn’t know better.”

“Don’t hate her.”

“Don’t hate her.”

“Don’t hate her.”

“Don’t hate her.”

“Once it’s over, she’ll be normal, normal.”

A barrage of text messages flooded Yue Yiyue’s phone.

One after another.

Yue Yiyue leaned against the wall. Bright sunshine, yet she felt inexplicably chilled.

She’d ignored the messages; they hadn’t threatened her safety anyway.

But now this strange Gu Ye had shown up.

A Freshman’s kid.

Her classmate.

Over? What did “over” mean?

“What the hell are you?” Yue Yiyue’s first direct question.

The dense stream of messages finally stopped.

But Yue Yiyue knew the other wasn’t backing down.

A moment later, still that line: “I’m someone who will never harm you. Don’t doubt me.”

Word for word, Yue Yiyue felt the sincerity behind it.

“Fine, but tell me who you are at least?” The words inexplicably calmed her panic, curiosity lingering.

Transmigrating into a book was absurd enough as it was.

“Yiyue, lunch together?” Gu Nanqiu’s voice came from behind. Yue Yiyue killed her screen.

Pocketing her phone without looking up, she blurted, “Nanqiu, how’d you get here?”

“Got bored home alone. Saw you called in sick for me, thought it over, came to wait.” Gu Nanqiu tugged her cap low and grumbled, “You vanish, weirdos appear—so annoying. No searching needed.”

She spotted the little tail lurking in the corner, furtively shadowing Yue Yiyue—eager yet scared to be seen, face alight with excitement.

The newly awakened fragment couldn’t control itself.

But it was also because Yiyue was too delicious.

Gu Nanqiu wrapped an arm around Yue Yiyue, nuzzling her cheek spoiledly: “Sick lately, so tired, scared I’d infect you—stayed away. Today, yummy eats for my recovery~”

Ignoring the sharp gaze behind her, she relished the jealousy flaring to life.

The game officially began.