Chapter 193 Confession

The night passed very peacefully.

When Ling Mo woke up the next day, he saw Xia Xinyan lying next to him, staring at him in a daze.

He rubbed his face to wake himself up a bit and then softly asked, “How did you sleep?”

“Not bad,” Xia Xinyan said with a slight smile, “Thank you.”

After a night’s sleep, her mindset had adjusted quite a bit. The thoughts occupying her mind now were… the embarrassing memories of her childish behavior last night.

Looking back, it felt a bit shameful.

She didn’t even know when she had completely trusted Ling Mo—not because she worried he would betray her trust, but concerning the romantic aspect.

After all, she was still technically his girlfriend.

Just thinking about it gave her a headache.

She felt like she was sinking deeper and deeper.

Originally, she wanted to use her family to pressure him, but for some reason, she became the only one supporting him in her family.

…Well, that wasn’t the focus she wanted to think about right now.

She was contemplating how to explain yesterday’s events to Ling Mo.

Even if he wouldn’t ask anything, she couldn’t just say nothing; it was a matter of attitude. Just like she mentioned before, love isn’t just about giving endlessly—Ling Mo could trust her unconditionally, but that wasn’t a capital she could squander at will. Doing so would only push Ling Mo away gradually.

Having been in Ling Mo’s shoes before, she understood this very clearly.

And she had also figured out how to approach this.

“Mo Mo, actually, I’ve been hiding a lot from you,” she sat up in bed, somewhat lost in thought.

Ling Mo got up with her: “I know.”

“But I don’t want to hide it from you anymore,” Xia Xinyan leaned against the headboard, gazing at the sunlight pouring in through the window, and softly said, “Let me tell you a story.”

After a pause, she began—

“Once, there was a peaceful world. In that world, there was a high-and-mighty heiress and a silent, ordinary boy.”

“Originally, the two would never have any intersection in their lives, but one day, the heiress suddenly heard a voice in her head. That voice called itself a system, claiming it wanted to help her save the world. The system also said that to save the world successfully, she needed to find a boy with a system of his own, and together they would complete the mission.”

“But the spoiled heiress looked down on the boy’s humble beginnings and didn’t follow the system’s advice.”

“Then, a game that could change the world suddenly appeared. Any player of this game could become as strong as the characters in it, and eventually, they could even bring powers from the game into reality.”

“And the world fell into chaos; the once peaceful life vanished, and everywhere was filled with danger, both in the game and in reality.”

“The system was right; the world faced its end. If they didn’t save the world, everyone would die.”

“And yet, the heiress, unable to bear the pain brought on by the game, ignored the system’s advice to train herself from the start. Thus, when danger came, she turned into a powerless waste whom anyone could bully, and her once-noble status could not protect her.”

“Finally, the heiress got scared. She wanted to make up for her mistakes; she wanted to find that ordinary boy again and complete the system’s mission.”

“But by that time, the boy had grown into the top hero through his own strength, shining with an unmatched brilliance, surrounded by countless admirers. The foolish heiress, like a clown, obviously couldn’t approach someone like that.”

“So, the heiress could only live each day in fear and caution until one day, the boy, with all of humanity’s strength, set off on a journey to save the world. The heiress, unable to resist, secretly followed him, wanting to witness the battle to save the world firsthand.”

“She thought that after the victory of the war, she could return to her previous peaceful life, able to live without being careful anymore. She thought…”

“But that war ended in failure.”

“The mission to save the world was meant to be shouldered by the two who had obtained the systems. The strength of the boy alone was not enough; thus, the mission failed.”

“The boy died, fell in that war; the heiress died too, like an ant, on the roadside.”

With the story finished, Xia Xinyan tilted her head to look at Ling Mo and smiled gently: “Mo Mo, do you believe in rebirth?”

That was her explanation.

Quite cliché and melodramatic, to the degree that even a TV drama wouldn’t dare to portray it like this.

But this explanation was the best method given the current situation.

She told Ling Mo why she was obsessed with him and why she knew so much about the game.

As for the various details in that story, if Ling Mo wanted to ask, wasn’t it up to her how to say it?

Besides, if she portrayed her image as a bit more pitiful, it could stimulate Ling Mo’s protective instincts.

Did she not understand how men operate?

After the spoiled heiress was slapped by life and tamed into submission, she rebirthed and immediately chose to cling to a big shot from her previous life. Moreover, neither of them had messed around in their past life, so even if they had some mental hygiene issues, it would still satisfy them—this was the key point.

Thinking about it, knowing she would become the best in the world later, and starting off with a wealthy heiress clinging to her was standard for a wish-fulfillment story, right?

She couldn’t believe it wouldn’t make Ling Mo feel ecstatic.

As for speaking the truth, she hadn’t even considered that—how could she? Would she start with a complicated expression saying, “Bro, actually, I’m you from my last life, I accidentally got myself killed, so I came back to help watch over you so you don’t kill yourself again”?

She truly couldn’t imagine what Ling Mo’s reaction would be to such words; she couldn’t even empathize with it.

To put it bluntly, now she and Ling Mo could be considered two different people, at most sharing a set of common memories. The current Ling Mo was no longer someone she could easily relate to or predict.

For example, she always thought if she found a girlfriend, she would definitely try for a quickie to lose her virginity first—yet Ling Mo hadn’t made a move on her even once, which surprised her greatly.

Of course, it may also be because she had given him a heads-up beforehand.

Anyway, being completely honest was definitely a bad idea. Even though they had become two different people, Xia Xinyan and Ling Mo still shared many commonalities, such as their tendency for caution. Until she was sure of the consequences, she wouldn’t make any overly reckless decisions.

At first, she hadn’t planned to tell Ling Mo about her rebirth at all.

Why did she suddenly decide to confess now? …Because she realized she couldn’t handle the matters at hand by herself anymore.

Monica was an unexpected variable that completely disrupted her plans and previous assumptions; she might have to start all over again, and clearly, relying on her own strength wouldn’t be enough. In the future, Ling Mo would inevitably become a significant figure, so instead of letting him harbor suspicions about her in secret, it would be better to clarify things now, to bear the pain of seeking the truth together.

—Yes, that’s right, she was simply annoyed at his blissfully ignorant face and just wanted to drag him into the mess.