I Ship My Rival x Me

CHAPTER 2

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I witnessed a beautiful and thriving new world radiating with positivity.

In here,

When I smiled at Gu Yiliang, I was making eyes at him.

When I brushed shoulders with Gu Yiliang, it was because I didn't have the heart to look back.

When I lowered my head in the same frame as Gu Yiliang, I was being shy.

When I turned to talk to others happily in the same frame as Gu Yiliang, our hearts were still connected internally.

In here,

When Gu Yiliang smiled at me, he was overcome with the need to talk to me.

When Gu Yiliang brushed shoulders with me, he'd hate to leave my side deep down.

When Gu Yiliang lowered his head in the same frame as me, he was trying to restrain his love for me.

When Gu Yiliang turned to chat with others happily in the same frame as me, he was faking it to avoid suspicion.

It was love regardless of whether we were standing or sitting, moving, or staying still.

If we happened to wear the same brand of accessories, that meant we were openly being lovey-dovey.

If we happened to wear similar clothing, that meant we were secretly being lovey-dovey.

If we happened to be wearing the same outfit, that meant we were screwed. The fans would speculate and discuss when we'd get married, how many tables did we get, as well as how many babies we'd adopt, to the extent that they could be used to build a Babel Tower capable of puncturing a hole in the sky.

All in all, the things we did dripped with all kinds of honey and sugar in this wonderful world. After a few brainwashing posts, I was almost diagnosed with diabetes.

So, how do I put it? If I weren't Wei Yanzi who also happened to know Gu Yiliang, I would almost believe that we were already married.

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The only thing was that Niangzi [1] sounded absolutely terrible as a ship name.

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A member of the Niangzi Army even poured in their utmost effort into compiling a long Weibo post containing information like some sort of a huge timeline, the possibility of us staying in the same city, fan MVs, fanfictions, and the likes. All the hyperlinks were listed together, so all I needed to do was tap on one after another. I had already memorized all my lines, so I was very free. I felt more relaxed and content reading all these than the trash posts I saw earlier, so I tapped on a few of them to read them in passing.

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Here were the activities inside my brain for the next half hour:

Whoa, this MV is just too beautiful and sad!

Whoa, this photoshopped picture looks too real!

Whoa, this fanart is just too cute!

Whoa, this fanfiction is just...

...too smutty and abusive that I can't finish it.

For a few milliseconds, I almost screamed "Niangzi is rio (real)! " internally.

I quickly put a stop to this sudden impulse.

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Pray tell, when the entire internet indulges in bickering about the non-existent enmity and hatred between you and your adversary, what does it mean when a minority of them persevere in believing the romance and love that was completely non-existent between you and your adversary? Just what exactly does that mean?