Every Day the Villain Continues to Fail
[Quick Transmigration]
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Ruan Yao sat on the park bench in the small forest, feeling a bit dejected, staring down at the tips of his shoes, which had gotten a little dusty.
He couldn't quite understand how the relationship between the protagonist and the antagonist had suddenly reached the point where they despised each other. It was obvious to anyone that these two had reached a level of hatred where they could fight in front of a crowd.
As a peach blossom fairy, Ruan Yao found the complex emotions between humans difficult to understand.
Could these two really still fall in love?
Ruan Yao pondered deeply for a while and came to a surprising conclusion: "System, is it because I played the villain too convincingly, and they were successfully manipulated by me?"
The system, which had been operating at full speed, seemed to stutter for a moment before continuing as if nothing had happened: "Uh, maybe"
Sometimes, it was the system's responsibility to maintain the dignity of its host.
Ruan Yao, both proud of his outstanding performance and secretly worried about the outcome, sighed in a complicated mood.
Although it seemed like he had successfully played the villain, the protagonists still hadn't exposed him, so he couldn't get the tragic fate of a wicked cannon fodder, and the protagonists couldn't fall in love yet.
The system extended a small hand from its mechanical cube and gently patted Ruan Yao's fluffy chestnut head: "Don't worry, as usual, when the villain's schemes are revealed, the feelings between the protagonist and the antagonist will quickly heat up. They'll be together soon. We just need that final push."
Ruan Yao suddenly understood, rubbing his head against the system's hand like a little kitten, squinting his eyes and unconsciously acting cute: "You're so nice"
The system's little red light flashed wildly, shyly continuing to pat the soft, fluffy head: "Ahem, that's because you're very clever, Host."
After the system comforted him, Ruan Yao felt much better.
He wanted to sit for a while longer to avoid evening study, but unexpectedly, he heard some strange noises coming from the forest.
It was already late, with the moon just above the horizon, and the distance from the teaching building was still quite far. The shadows of the trees stretched eerily across the ground, and scattered lights shone through the branches, resembling the eyes of some mysterious creature.
Ruan Yao, belatedly, felt a sense of fear.
He had always been timid, and now he regretted choosing such a place.
As a fairy, his hearing was far superior to that of humans, and the various rustling sounds around him seemed to multiply in his panic, with the sound of an animal stepping on dry branches giving him a sudden jolt.
Ruan Yao quickly stood up, subconsciously lightening his steps.
"System..." Ruan Yao called out weakly "There are no ghosts in this world, right?"
"This is a materialistic scientific world; there won't be any supernatural phenomena" the system responded.
"That's... good" Ruan Yao said, sensing a cool breeze brushing past his ear, causing him to shiver.
The pale, water-colored moon in the sky was hidden behind a thin mist, and the entire forest was shrouded in dim, uncertain moonlight.
The trees had been planted decades ago and had grown to the size where the trunks could conceal an adult’s body. With the chaotic branches sticking out in all directions, their shadows stretched long, making them seem like monstrous, sinister figures.
Ruan Yao carefully called out "Is anyone there?"
No one answered.
But the rustling sound was still getting closer.
Without a response, Ruan Yao decided to talk to the system to calm himself: "System... once our mission is over, we..."
Before he could finish his sentence, he heard the system's sharp warning: "Be careful!"
A sudden, cold gust of wind swept past, and a chilling body wrapped around Ruan Yao in an instant.
Ruan Yao, caught off guard, crashed into a nearby tree.
In such a critical moment, Ruan Yao still had the presence of mind to feel wronged, thinking about how he had bumped the back of his head again—if this continued, he would seriously be knocked silly.
"Ruan Yao."
The boy's voice was clear, like a splash of cool water suddenly thrown into the scorching summer heat.
Ruan Yao covered the back of his head, struggling to hold back the tears that welled up in his eyes, and asked in confusion "Chu Lingyi?"
Under the faint but bright moonlight, Ruan Yao could clearly see the handsome and pale face of the person in front of him, and the surprise in his dark eyebrows and eyes.
"What are you doing here?"
"What are you doing here?"
Chu Lingyi and Ruan Yao asked in unison.
Seeing the innocent expression on Ruan Yao's face, Chu Lingyi confirmed that he truly didn't know. He pursed his naturally downturned lips, his face cold, and questioned him "Skipping evening study and coming here to slack off?"
Ruan Yao, feeling caught, was a bit weak in his rebuttal. He tried to defend himself, saying "It's because of you guys!"
Like someone who cared deeply about his image, just thinking about it made Ruan Yao angry. He wasn’t happy and pushed Chu Lingyi with his hand "Do you really think I can't tell you did it on purpose? You deliberately took me there."
He pouted pitifully, his long eyelashes fluttering: "You just wanted Lin Xuan to see me, you wanted to stir up trouble between us."
The furrowed brows on Chu Lingyi's face immediately softened into a smile, and he pressed Ruan Yao against him, one hand easily trapping both of Ruan Yao's delicate wrists in his grip.
"I stirred up trouble between you two?"
Ruan Yao always had a way of diverting people's attention, and Chu Lingyi had forgotten his initial purpose for coming here, getting into a confrontation with Ruan Yao instead.
"Isn't it because you're stupid?" Chu Lingyi lowered his head and looked at the boy’s eyes, which were even clearer in the moonlight, like two transparent amber pieces. The more beautiful they were, the more the urge to break them grew.
"That Lin Xuan is lying to you. You didn’t even check, just casually believing everything he says, throwing yourself at him."
"Whatever he says, you just believe it. If he said he wanted to sleep with you, would you happily strip off your clothes for him?"
This was said so bluntly that Ruan Yao's face immediately turned pale, and gradually, a pinkish hue spread up from his neck, a mix of embarrassment and anger.
"Are you sick, Chu Lingyi!"
Ruan Yao had already lost count of how many times he had cursed Chu Lingyi like this. Every time he got angry, the peach blossom on his cheek bloomed even more, and the moonlight reflected in his eyes seemed to gently and shallowly fall.
Usually, Ruan Yao would pretend to be fierce in front of him, but when he was truly upset, he couldn't even say any harsh words, not even a little bit beyond the line, as if he were a cat with its sharp claws cut off, feigning fierceness while waving its fluffy paws.
It only served to increase the torment of the villain.
Ruan Yao still carried that faint fragrance, and Chu Lingyi had never seen anyone who naturally carried such a lingering and ambiguous scent, one that unintentionally provoked wild thoughts.
The scent was so tempting it made him want to "consume" him.
He wondered if the delicate skin hidden under his clothes was as enticing as this warm fragrance.
Chu Lingyi coldly watched Ruan Yao struggle under him, suddenly extending his tongue to lightly lick the corner of Ruan Yao's lips.
Ruan Yao immediately froze.
He stared at the cold boy in front of him, dumbfounded, half-opened mouth.
"I..." Chu Lingyi himself didn't know why he suddenly lost control, but the quiet, moonlit forest made the demons in his heart run wild.
He despised himself internally, but outwardly, he still managed to speak harshly: "Why are you just standing there? Haven’t you been kissed before?"
Ruan Yao slowly blinked, and finally, the thought crossed his mind that this should count as someone being frivolous with him in the human world.
But shouldn’t the main character hate him?
If he hated him, why kiss him?
Ruan Yao didn’t realize he had voiced his thoughts aloud.
It seemed that something inside Chu Lingyi was triggered, and his face turned even colder: "I hate you? Don’t you know if I hate you or not?"
Ruan Yao truly didn’t know.
With his limited brain capacity, he couldn’t understand why anyone would like a bad person who bullied them.
More likely, it was for revenge.
He thought his analysis was very logical and calmly said "If you think this will humiliate me, you’re mistaken."
As a true villain, one must not care about shame.
Ruan Yao took a deep breath to encourage himself. The noble boy slightly lifted his sharp, thin chin, looking at him with a hint of disdain: "If you hate me, didn’t you lose out when you kissed me?"
Chu Lingyi realized that he was completely talking to a brick wall with this idiot.
It’s possible that even if he spent a hundred years trying, he still wouldn’t understand what Ruan Yao was thinking with his twisted way of thinking.
He let out a long sigh of frustration, realizing that with someone like Ruan Yao, it was better to be straightforward: "Do you remember what kind of characteristic the person who saved you had?"
Ruan Yao raised one eyebrow and really thought about it carefully.
At that time, he had been leaning against his brother’s neck, and he clearly remembered that there was a raised area on his brother’s shoulder.
It seemed like a scar from an old injury.
But at that time, his brother was also quite young, at most one or two years older than him. How could he have such a deep scar?
Ruan Yao arbitrarily concluded that it was from Lin Xuan's reckless childhood, after all, they had lived in the same large compound and he had often seen Lin Xuan get injured and taken to the hospital for all kinds of bizarre reasons.
However, Ruan Yao had never seen Lin Xuan take off his clothes, so he had no way to verify whether he really had such a terrifying scar on his shoulder.
"Maybe it's around here" Ruan Yao casually opened his collar and pointed to the delicate white collarbone on his body "My brother has a scar here."
Tonight, the moonlight was truly beautiful. The light, like pure white silk, fell perfectly through the shadows of the trees overhead, forming a soft, jade-like glow that gathered into the delicate dip of his collarbone.
Ruan Yao finished speaking and noticed that Chu Lingyi’s breath had suddenly quickened. The boy stared at the open collar with an unreadable expression, and after a long time, he still didn’t say anything else.
Ruan Yao unhappily pulled his clothes back together. "What are you staring at?"
Chu Lingyi’s gaze flickered. The hand that had been holding Ruan Yao’s wrist slid down and pinched the narrow, flexible waist Ruan Yao had cultivated from years of practicing ethnic dance^.
His fingertips were like smooth, glistening cream.
It was a waist that could only be wide enough for a single hand to encircle, a waist perfect for dancing.
"Didn't see clearly"
Chu Lingyi's face remained calm. "Take your clothes off and let me see again."
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Author’s note: I love watching idiots fall in love!
"Ethnic dance" in China refers to traditional dances of the various ethnic groups, each with unique styles, costumes, and movements that reflect their culture and traditions. These dances are often performed during festivals or ceremonies.