The Golden Apple Snail Boy

Yu Lian had been thinking about breaking up for a long time.

From that night on, he came to the school thinking that pretending to give up on breaking up was also a way to get more out of him.

But so many things happened afterward that breaking up became a much lower priority, even less important than the takeout she was ordering that night.

Now, this person, whom she considers so hard to get rid of that she'd find him again even if she lost him, is saying he wants to give her a chance to break up.

Yu Lian felt uncomfortable.

She's the kind of person who, if she mentions breaking up, the other person has to cling to her shamelessly, begging and pleading on their knees, crying and begging. Once she's had her fill of smugness, she'll condescendingly tell him to give her another chance, and he'll be eternally grateful and treat her even better than before.

When will it be her turn to be given a chance?

She would hold a grudge for life even if she was a step slower than others in deleting friends, yet Pei Shaoyuan dared to break up with her before her.

Sure enough, some men deserve to be cheated on; being cheated on to this extent is a reward from heaven. They want to break up whenever they want, yet they say they're giving him a chance. If she agrees to break up with him, it means she's wasted his chance; if she says she won't break up, it means she can't bear to be his lapdog.

Insidious, treacherous, and shameless.

Yu Lian was furious.

He grabbed the bandage behind his head and pulled his head up in front of him without a second thought.

Her eyes were wet from being kissed, with a pink ring around the corners of her eyes and under-eye bags. Her eyes were wide open in anger, but people would first notice her trembling eyelashes and beautifully colored lips.

Pei Shaoyuan looked at her through his tear-blurred vision, his heart breaking. He couldn't bear to blink, his eyes fixed on her. Just as she moved her lips to speak, his hands, which were resting on the sofa, clenched into fists.

She will say goodbye.

She's always wanted to break up, hasn't she?

To her, what was he? Someone who could imitate a dog's bark perfectly. A Korean. A sex toy. Their month-long relationship had been one-sided, with him passionately pursuing her while she cheated on him on multiple fronts.

Let's break up.

He'd run over the mistress with his car as soon as she said she wanted to break up with him, kill her ex-boyfriend, and kill any man who got close to her. He had plenty of money; if he went to jail, he'd just hire someone to take his place, and then continue running her away after he got out.

Since I can't have her for the rest of my life anyway, let her regret it for the rest of her life.

And her tone was indeed as cold and ruthless as he had imagined.

"Fine, you want to break up, right?"

"Then go die now, jump off a building, get hit by a car. Only a dead man deserves to be my ex-boyfriend, you know? If you're still alive, you can try what I'll do to you. I'm going to post your explicit photos and videos on the internet to make money as a gigolo, so your body can support me for the rest of my life."

Pei Shaoyuan was stunned.

After several seconds, he swallowed hard and said hesitantly, "Um, didn't you say you wanted shrimp balls? I'll make them for you."

Yu Lian watched expressionlessly as he climbed off her and walked toward the semi-open kitchen. The bandage on his head had been torn and messed up by Yu Lian, and his back looked disheveled, haggard, and desolate.

He took two steps, then stopped, his back to her, his voice tense.

"Um, this can't be shown to anyone else, you know? I'll buy it out for whatever price you want. Even if you want me dead, at least let me choose how I die. I've already said... this is only for you to see. If you let others see it, what's the difference between that and having someone commit adultery with me?"

There were also a few barely perceptible sobs in his voice.

"You really don't like me, do you? That's why you don't care at all that I'm being watched. To you, I am..."

He said nothing more and continued walking toward the central island, his steps heavier than before.

Yu Lian was speechless for a moment.

When someone is furious, the things they say will be as vicious as possible.

After calming down and being subjected to his aggrieved accusations, I realized that it wasn't really appropriate to say it that way.

But how could she possibly show those things to anyone, not even for money? They were hers to keep, hers exclusively, and she wanted them printed out to be buried with her.

What do they take her for?

She felt guilty for only a couple of seconds before getting angry again. She sat stiffly on the sofa with her arms crossed, not leaning against the backrest, not looking at him, her expression very unnatural.

Pei Shaoyuan took a bottle of water from the refrigerator, turned his head and casually glanced at her, noticing that she was sitting awkwardly, her nose and cheeks still flushed. He felt a pang of sympathy.

"...You just want to post it like that. If you really want to post it, fine, but put your own name as a watermark on it. You know how to add watermarks, right? The profile picture you used before was full screen, you have to add one for me..."

Before he could finish speaking, Yu Lian flew into a rage: "Why don't you just die? Adding a watermark like that. It's like putting gold on a shit bowl."

Pei Shaoyuan had no idea why he was going to die again.

But when it comes to backing down after an argument, once you start backing down a little, you'll keep going back down, he figured it out. He turned around and went outside to get the tomatoes and shrimp balls he'd ordered in the car, then went to the kitchen counter to wash his hands and chop the tomatoes.

"Let's put that aside for now and eat first, okay? Even death row inmates need a good meal before they die, and I'm hungry."

Yu Lian didn't give him a friendly look, only making a slight nasal sound, which was taken as agreement.

Pei Shaoyuan breathed a sigh of relief and, facing the pile of fresh ingredients, pulled out his chef's knife. While silently watching a YouTube video titled "Chef's One-Minute Vegetable Chopping Summary," he bravely replied to his friends' messages asking what he was doing.

"Make my wife something delicious^^"

His friend remained silent for only a second before advising him to give up.

"Did your wife, who was head over heels in love with you just a few days ago, offend you? Has she changed her mind? Should you poison her or burn her alive?"

"Do you think I'm a caveman? She'll live a good life. If you keep talking nonsense, just grit your teeth and wait for me in H country."

"Even primitive humans would know how to use fire better than you. You seem more like you're from the Jurassic period."

Seeing the pig reminded Pei Shaoyuan of the pigs raised by the man who had an affair with his mistress, and he felt that life was full of idioms. He angrily turned off his phone.

From the angle from which Yu Lian was sitting, all one could see were his broad shoulders and taut arm muscles, as well as his back, which looked as if he were going to the battlefield to defuse a bomb.

The first cut. She couldn't see if it made a cut. But judging from the sound, Yu Lian felt that one of his fingers should be free.

I stood up, slipped on my hotel slippers, and went over to take a look.

The tomato slipped slightly when the knife was applied, which terrified Pei Shaoyuan. He was more afraid of losing face than of cutting his hand. Seeing Yu Lian approach, he calmly steadied the knife, pretending that the slip was entirely under his control.

Start cutting it haphazardly. Just chop it up, it'll all be the same in your mouth.

Yu Lian's eyes slowly narrowed to slits, unable to bear looking directly at him. Having watched Lu Jiefei cook several times, she was afraid that Pei Shaoyuan would disobey her and destroy the evidence if he didn't do his job properly. She silently moved two steps away.

"Stop cutting it, let's order takeout."

Pei Shaoyuan remained silent, slammed the knife on the cutting board, and came over fiercely. He grabbed her under the armpits, pulled her up from the ground like a radish, and placed her on a high stool next to the island counter.

"Just sit there and watch. It's all chopped up, isn't it? Don't underestimate my cooking skills. Do you know why I'm so good at games? My reaction time, eyesight, and brainpower are all top-notch. I can make anything."

Yu Lian stared silently at the tomatoes cut into large chunks on the cutting board, like a toy cutter for a child.

She also found her own apple snail boy.

She forced a smile and praised him, "Wow, you're such a sweetheart..."

Pei Shaoyuan was busy plating the scattered tomato pieces when he heard her words. He glanced at her sideways, his tone cool, with a hint of anger from chopping vegetables.

"The snail fairy is destined to spend her whole life with the homeowner, repaying their kindness with her body. Am I going down that path too?"

"Then after I finish cooking, shall we...?"

Yu Lian looked down at her phone and pretended not to hear.

There were a few unread messages on her phone, and Lu Jiefei still hadn't sent any messages. Yu Lian was actually worried. Yu Sihui didn't know she had gone out. Her usual routine was strange, and if she wasn't at home, her family would assume she was asleep.

The only person who knew that she would be going out and not coming home at night was Lu Jiefei.

She was always worried because she wasn't sure if he would tell on her.

"1: Training's over, wanna play a couple of games?"

Yu Lian was annoyed and impatient.

Xiao Lian's inner monologue: Get lost. I don't have time.

1: Oh. Are you crazy? Why are you cursing at me? Who wants to play with you?

"1: But you've really been using Gongsun Li in the top tier this month. I see that person is ranking you higher and higher."

Yu Lian's heart stirred.

She's been angry about Honor of Kings these past few days and hasn't been paying attention to these things. A couple of days ago, the new season started, and she stayed up all night waiting for the update, wanting to be the first person to solo queue to the highest rank in the new season, and then post a screenshot on her WeChat Moments with the caption "So the meaning of being unparalleled in the world is to be alone from now on," showing off like a spoiled brat.

After playing over twenty games in the mid lane without sleep, I finally reached Diamond rank 1.

If the inherited rank isn't Grandmaster, you should be quite pleased.

Although she eventually reached the top rank and posted the announcement, the match she most wanted to win was a long time ago…

That bastard Jiang Shaoheng even has the audacity to comment below.

bias: A mixture of pity and hate, unparalleled in the world!

bias: I've checked the match history, it's all duos and trios.

bias: It's a bit difficult for a guy to carry you, right?