Paradox H - ☆, Hopelessness

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[Stop guessing, that's just a wild guess. That's my boyfriend. It's not a crime for adults to date in their private time, right? (smiling emoji)]
Ignoring the missed call from Lin Yitong on his phone again, Ling Qingyuan was unaware that his sister's message had already spread on social media. When he got out of the car, Lin Yitong, still in her school uniform, was waiting for someone by the window of the coffee shop across from No. 8 Middle School. When she saw Ling Qingyuan in the distance, her expression froze for a moment.
Entering the coffee shop, Ling Qingyuan sat down opposite her with a graceful demeanor, showing no sign of seeking revenge. They seemed more like lovers meeting—if Lin Yitong's expression hadn't been so unpleasant.
"You're quite punctual, Lin Yitong." Ling Qingyuan leaned back in his chair, his lazy tone carrying an invisible sense of pressure.
Lin Yitong looked at him and said, "Can we change the time? An hour later is fine too."
"In an hour?" He raised an eyebrow slightly, then smiled and said, "No, good students don't skip class."
"No, I had..."
“I know you have an interview.” Ling Qingyuan, who had been leaning back in his velvet chair, suddenly leaned forward, resting his elbows on the glass tabletop, and gave her a captivating smile: “Otherwise, why would I be here?”
Lin Yitong stared at him with wide eyes, her delicate eyebrows raised: "Don't do anything reckless."
"Heh." Ling Qingyuan turned his gaze to the window, his thin lips curving upwards to reveal a row of white teeth. He smiled like a bright and handsome young man, without a trace of darkness in his eyes. From the floor-to-ceiling window, he looked like the most eye-catching mannequin in a shop window, a meticulously sculpted prototype of an angel.
"'Don't do anything reckless'—it's really not convincing coming from you."
"Why bother with such a fuss? I was just photographed with you. You lost nothing and even became famous because of it. Isn't that a good thing?"
Ling Qingyuan's smile vanished as he glanced at her: "Don't flatter yourself—I don't want to be famous, and I certainly don't want to be used by you to create a CP (couple pairing). When you're trying to create hype, first understand other people's wishes. Someone who doesn't even understand basic respect deserves to be called a goddess?—Besides, you know perfectly well that's not what I meant."
"I didn't do this for publicity!" Lin Yitong panicked even more and blurted out the rebuttal.
"No? Lin Yitong, do you even know how many negatives were taken for that 'Sweet Orange Goddess' photo?"
Lin Yitong's hand holding the coffee cup began to tremble.
"Following the marketing accounts associated with your photos, you'll find the people who helped you promote your image. Thanks to you for using me to create a CP (couple pairing), the other party completely trusts me."
With a "crack," the coffee cup wobbled, spilling half of its coffee onto the table.
“You’re the same age as me, yet you’re so eager for quick success, even willing to step on others to climb up. You’ll have to learn your lesson eventually.” Ling Qingyuan still lazily curled his arms, glancing at the group of young men and women carrying equipment walking towards the coffee shop outside the window: “And I will be your first lesson.”
Lin Yitong suddenly stood up to leave, but Ling Qingyuan calmly pulled her back down and pressed her back into her chair: "Don't rush, 'girlfriend'."
Just as they tried to struggle again, the staff members who were "spectators on the bench" had already walked up to their table.
"Hey, the legendary male lead is here too." The interviewers were a pair of online influencers nicknamed "Gua Tian Li Xia." Since they were interviewing the "Sweet Orange Goddess," they naturally knew about her beforehand, so it wasn't surprising that they recognized Ling Qingyuan. With the male lead present, they certainly couldn't miss this hot topic. Plus, Ling Qingyuan and Lin Yitong were even more photogenic, and the power of female fans was immense.
Lin Yitong didn't know how to stop it. Being interviewed by such a media outlet was an honor. If she didn't perform well, it would be almost impossible to have such an opportunity again. She could only hope that what Ling Qingyuan was going to do wasn't so out of control, and that she could still salvage the situation.
Today's interview was a live broadcast. After the other party set up two cameras, the broadcast started at the scheduled time, and the number of fans in the live broadcast room increased rapidly. However, Lin Yitong, who is usually naturally sweet, was stiff and expressionless throughout the entire broadcast. On the other hand, Ling Qingyuan, who was making his first appearance on camera, had a natural youthful charm that made the camera give him more screen time.
At first, the anchor gave a simple opening speech, mainly focusing on the anchor interviewing Lin Yitong. She felt somewhat relieved, at least so far, Ling Qingyuan had not done anything out of line.
"Everyone probably thinks that photo of you two being secretly taken is too much of a PDA. Can you tell us what Xiao Cheng was whispering to you when she caught you that day?" The female anchor, Gua Tiantian, handed the microphone to Ling Qingyuan.
Ling Qingyuan awkwardly raised his hand to press the back of his neck, looking embarrassed.
That day, Lin Yitong was actually mentioning Ling Sinan to him, otherwise it would have been difficult to attract his attention. However, Ling Qingyuan's behavior at this moment made Lin Yitong quickly try to change the subject: "That..."
"I don't really understand hype." Ling Qingyuan ignored her interruption and, with the obedient demeanor of a good student, earnestly said to the camera, "There wasn't any PDA or anything. It was my classmate's birthday that day, and it was the first time I met Lin. But then she suddenly grabbed me and asked me if I wanted to be famous..."
Lin Yitong stood up abruptly: "Don't talk nonsense!"
Ling Qingyuan looked at the anchor questioningly, as if to say, "Given what the other person has done, should he continue?"
The live stream chat was immediately flooded with messages from fans, all saying, "There's juicy gossip! There's juicy gossip!"
The boy's clear eyes were filled with unease; he looked exactly like a naive little lamb who had never seen the world and was being bullied.
The host realized this was interesting; a simple live interview had yielded a bombshell, so of course he couldn't let Ling Qingyuan stop revealing more.
"She said she had arranged for someone to take photos of her, and all I had to do was pretend not to know and be a supporting character. She also said that pretending not to know would make Bi more likely to become famous."
"Ling Qingyuan!" Lin Yitong was furious. Although she had indeed hired someone to take the photos, she had never said those words. She stepped forward to pull him away, but was stopped by the male anchor next to her. "Don't talk nonsense! I didn't say that at all!!!"
“I wanted to leave at the time, but she grabbed me and I couldn’t leave.” Ling Qingyuan continued, “I’m just an ordinary student and I don’t want to cause trouble. I came here today to ask her to take those photos down from the internet.”
At the end of his sentence, he looked up at Gua Tiantian, who was visiting him, with concern and asked, "Miss, can that be removed?"
Gua Tiantian was in a good mood after interviewing some interesting gossip. The gentle and polite young man in front of her made her feel even more sorry for him: "You're not an adult yet, right? Since it was taken without my permission, I'll ask Weibo to blur out or take down these photos for you."
“No, he made it all up, it’s all…” Lin Yitong anxiously tugged at the female anchor’s sleeve.
"Why would I make it up? Wasn't the studio that took your photos called 'Ninety Photography'?"
Ling Qingyuan was clever. He didn't bring up the marketing account, because they wouldn't easily admit it; a marketing campaign exposed as a failure would be a failure. But the photography studio was different. Lin Yitong's popularity showed that their photography skills were excellent. If it weren't for the staged candid shots, they would want the whole world to know that they took those photos to get more orders. Now that they were passively exposed, they would definitely spread rumors and subtly admit it.
Lin Yitong knew she was ruined.
This is hard to deny because, apart from her private conversation with Ling Qingyuan, everything else is true. Despite being hailed as the "Sweet Orange Goddess" based on candid photos taken by passersby, her rise to fame was entirely self-promotion, revealed during a live stream. Editing or hiring someone to handle the publicity would be difficult. Her calculated desire for fame, even resorting to unscrupulous means to exploit others, is truly despicable and has further fueled public outrage.
Sweet Orange Xiaotong's Weibo was instantly flooded with all sorts of gloomy and strange comments.
The internet has once again demonstrated its immense power; water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize it.
This battle was won without bloodshed.
His methods weren't actually that clever; he just chose the best time, made thorough preparations, and added his consistently shrewd acting skills.
After the live streamers left, Lin Yitong sat in her seat, lost in thought. She couldn't imagine what kind of world she would face next.
Yes, she was vain, so Ling Qingyuan destroyed her self-esteem in the most irreparable way.
"...Why did you do this?" she asked, looking up at him.
Ling Qingyuan rested his chin on his hand and smiled lazily: "You're following the example... learn from others."
"I only used you to take a picture..." Tears streamed down Lin Yitong's face like a broken string of pearls, but they did not elicit even a shred of sympathy from Ling Qingyuan.
“I’ve said it before, I’m a Scorpio.” Ling Qingyuan slightly raised his chin and looked at her with narrowed eyes. “Besides, it’s more than just a photograph.”
Lin Yitong was already crying her eyes out when she suddenly raised her head: "If it wasn't just a photo, what was it! Ling Qingyuan, you're a madman! You're the one who tricked me! What did I do to you that you would do this to me?!"
"Insidious? Aren't those photos you threw at the gate of No. 6 Middle School insidious?" His voice was heavy with the gloom of a storm cloud, but his face remained calm, with only his long eyebrows slightly raised.
Upon hearing this, Lin Yitong paused, her tears seemingly frozen in place. She asked in a low voice, bewildered, "What... the photo left at the school gate?"
Ling Qingyuan furrowed his brow, but the fierce look in his eyes gradually cleared.
“It’s not you,” he suddenly said, not in a question, but in a statement.
Given the situation, Lin Yitong could have openly broken ties with him, even using that photo to mock his relationship with Ling Sinan, but she made no mention of it at all.
—It wasn't her after all.
During lunchtime, Ling Sinan ate with Ye Shanshan and Fang Wen.
"I'll go get a bowl of soup, does anyone want some?" Ling Sinan stood up and casually asked the two of them.
Fang Wen had just put a piece of stir-fried meat into her mouth with her chopsticks when she mumbled, "I...I...tomato and egg soup."
Ling Sinan nodded, said okay, and walked away.
Not long after she left, Fang Wen secretly asked Ye Shanshan, "Did you ask? Is that person really her brother?"
Ye Shanshan shushed Fang Wen: "Don't ask. How can she answer something like this? She's already said it's her boyfriend. If she wants to tell me, she will. Asking her like this will only embarrass her more."
"That's true." Fang Wen sighed, "It's really tough to run into something like this."
The two of them chatted shamelessly about gossip for a while, and Fang Wen glanced up at Si Nan in the distance, then suddenly felt that something was wrong.
Several girls were standing in the aisle in front of Ling Sinan, blocking her way.
She was carrying two bowls of soup, which made walking difficult to begin with.
At first, he was just walking in the same direction, going left and right, but after doing it two or three times, the girl opposite him got annoyed.
As they passed each other, the man gave her a disgusted look and muttered a cold snort: "What bad luck, running into a bitch here."
"Yeah, it's disgusting."
Ling Sinan paused, her back suddenly stiffening.
"Even with his own brother, only a beast would do that..."
The last person to walk past her, whether intentionally or unintentionally, deliberately bumped into her.
The intention was to make her embarrass herself by getting splashed with soup, but Ling Sinan reacted first, using her dancer's flexibility to lightly spin and twist her body to avoid it.
Moreover, in the instant she dodged, the soup in Ling Sinan's hand spilled out naturally.
A stream of soup fell from the sky, sprinkling onto the three of them like a shower of flowers.
Not a single one was missed.
"Ahhh—" Cries of surprise rose and fell.
The three girls whirled around. The first girl met Ling Sinan's eyes and immediately started yelling, "You bitch! Are you out of your mind? Are you blind enough not to walk?!"
"I'm sorry, it was your friend who bumped into me." Ling Sinan put down the soup bowl in her hand. Although her tone was calm, her voice was quite loud, and the people around who had come to watch the commotion heard her.
"What good is an apology!" The girl rushed up, pointing her finger at her nose and yelling, "You scumbag who messed around with your own brother, what are you pretending to be, a pure and innocent girl! You clearly did it on purpose, but you're pretending it was an accident!!"
“Apologizing is useless.” Ling Sinan tilted her head and wiped the spittle that had been sprayed on her face. “Isn’t this basic human decency? I didn’t say it was an accident—even if it was intentional, you should at least act like a human being, instead of being like some inhuman creatures who only spew filth from their mouths.”
"If you're so tough, then face me head-on. Don't be so sly and sarcastic. All you're good for is your mouth, okay?!" The girl was clearly not someone to mess with, and she slapped Ling Sinan across the face.
However, Ling Sinan was already prepared for her overbearing demeanor and immediately raised her hand to block her.
"Really..." Ling Sinan sneered, "You seem to know quite a bit about calling me a bitch." Her left hand gripped the other person's wrist tightly, while her right hand touched the tomato and egg soup that had been placed aside. Before the other person could even realize it while struggling to break free, she poured the soup over them from head to toe again.
Ling Sinan had been holding back a lot of anger for some time.
"I've never seen anyone make such a request before. It seems I have no choice but to grant your request."
The three girls went crazy. The other two who were behind them rushed up and grabbed Ling Sinan.
Ye Shanshan and Fang Wen had arrived long ago and immediately joined the fray to help her, trying to pull away the body that was pouncing on Ling Sinan. The group of people wrestled together.
When women fight, some of them are used to pulling heads, scratching faces, and biting. Ling Sinan had never been in a fight before, and she was just venting her anger. She didn't care about the pain coming from her face and neck. She kept pinching the girl who had cursed the most at the beginning. Her eyes were bloodshot. She suddenly rolled over and pinned her down. Her tiger's mouth almost left marks on the girl's neck.
"Sinan! Sinan! Let go!" Ye Shanshan saw that Ling Sinan was almost choking her until her eyes rolled back, and ignoring the other two, she quickly grabbed Ling Sinan's hand and pulled her away: "You're going to strangle her to death—!!!"
Ling Sinan finally let go of her hand, and the girl turned to the side, covering her neck and coughing.
Ling Sinan's arms and face were covered in scratches, her school uniform was torn open at the shoulders, and her hair was a mess, making her look like a disheveled madwoman.
The other two girls wanted to hit her, and Ling Sinan's eyes reddened as she prepared to fight back, but at that moment her legs were frozen in front of them—
"stop."
Gu Ting's brows furrowed into a deep frown, and an oppressive aura, like that of a mountain, descended from above.
The once bustling cafeteria suddenly became so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
The two girls looked into Gu Ting's sharp, hawk-like eyes and silently withdrew their hands.
At this moment, Ling Sinan was sitting on the ground, looking disheveled.
Without saying a word, she straightened her clothes, stood up, and walked out of the cafeteria.
"Ling Sinan—" Gu Ting called her.
But her figure eventually disappeared outside the door.
On his way back to school, Ling Qingyuan received a call from Gao Hang.
Upon hearing Gao Hang's description on the other end of the phone, his expression changed, and he quickly hung up and called his sister.
There was no response.
As the taxi stopped at the school gate, he ran quickly into the school just as the school bell rang.
Ling Qingyuan ran up to the third floor in one breath and stopped only after he reached the back of Ling Sinan's classroom.
My sister sat quietly in her seat, as if nothing had happened.
He wanted to call out to her, but the teacher had already arrived.
My heart was pounding, and the impact was so severe it hurt.
Ling Qingyuan covered his mouth and turned over to lean against the wall next to the door.
It hurts so much.
He tilted his head back, suppressing his breathing, not wanting anyone to hear.
The suppressed breaths seemed to tremble, as if...
Choking back tears.
Daydreaming is five parts courage, three parts enlightenment, and two parts impulsiveness.
But it didn't earn them a single bit of kindness from the world.
Was he really wrong?
Ling Qingyuan, who was always unwavering in his self-confidence, suddenly had this thought at this moment.
He wanted to stand openly in front of her and shield her from everything.
But when everything actually happened, he realized how naive he had been.
The deepest despair is not the inability to do something.
Instead, it's that when you're capable of doing something, you can't do anything at all.
Standing up for her will only drag her into a deeper vortex.
I am doomed to eternal damnation.
He stood outside the back door of her classroom for the entire class period.
This was the first time in Ling Qingyuan's life that he had skipped class.
In the end, she buried her face in her palms.
He choked up silently.
You are in my eyes, you are in my heart.
But the one beside me can't be you.

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