Chapter 2: Start living together tonight
A Painful Reunion
Lin Lu faced his roommate’s mocking, sarcastic insults, even outright verbal abuse, and felt utterly helpless.
Truth often hid behind jest, and Su Keke was indeed his ex-girlfriend—one of many.
The Fallen Rich Kid
Before his family’s bankruptcy, Lin Lu embodied the spoiled rich kid and school bully from an urban campus novel.
He shirked studies, bullied boys, dominated girls, and lived a reckless playboy life.
Only a middle schooler, he led lackeys to terrorize the school’s junior and senior high sections.
He coerced pretty underclassmen and upperclassmen into being his girlfriends through threats and bribes.
This reckless lifestyle lasted until middle school ended.
His parents died unexpectedly, their company changed hands, and his family went bankrupt.
Shamed and powerless, Lin Lu couldn’t stay at school, dreading revenge from the girlfriends he’d wronged.
He concocted an excuse to dump them, then fled overnight to another city for high school.
Without wealth, he reformed, juggling part-time jobs and intense study.
Now a university student, he aimed to graduate with honors and secure a good job.
The Victim Turned Star
Su Keke, now before him, was one of those coerced girlfriends—a music student two years his senior in high school.
Over the years, Lin Lu noticed online that his former victim had become a dazzling superstar goddess he could only admire.
The hunter-prey dynamic flipped; now, he faced her wrath.
Since they’d had no contact, her rise to international stardom didn’t concern him.
Yet, Lin Lu never expected today’s bizarre coincidence of their reunion.
Even wilder, the state now mandated their reconciliation!
A Desperate Escape Attempt
Seizing Su Keke’s shock, Lin Lu tried bolting.
A sharp cry stopped him cold.
“Lin Lu, don’t you dare walk away!”
Su Keke yanked his shirt, nearly ripping it.
“My electric scooter isn’t locked; someone might steal it…”
He joked— he couldn’t afford a scooter.
Su Keke’s eyes widened, stunned that the once-mighty high school bully now fretted over petty theft.
His shirt stretched taut, so Lin Lu turned back.
A sudden gust hit, and Su Keke’s leg shot up, pinning his thigh to the wall.
Her hand pressed above his shoulder, her body looming close, her face tilted, eyes locked on his.
“You filthy scumbag, thought you could escape? I’ve got you now!”
Reversed Roles
Her aura rattled Lin Lu.
He once pinned her arms overhead for wall slams; this role reversal unnerved him.
More unsettling, he sensed Su Keke’s… growth.
Already curvier than peers in high school, she’d matured further, her soft curves pressing against him, creating distance through a frustrating barrier.
“So, what’s your plan?” Lin Lu sighed, defeated.
“You know your crimes. I’m settling the score!”
Lin Lu always knew his past would catch up.
Today or tomorrow, karma loomed inevitable.
A bullet from his childhood, piercing his present dead-center.
“Before settling, can you let me down? Your safety shorts are showing…”
Su Keke’s near-split pinned him, her skirt riding up to reveal black safety shorts, a tight curve forming beneath.
Her face flushed; she dropped her leg, tugging her skirt down.
Settling Old Scores
Lin Lu sat down.
“Name your terms. I’ve got no cash for emotional damages.
I’m broke, eating instant noodles weekly, drowning in loans.”
He sold raffle-won condoms for twenty bucks—a day’s meal.
Su Keke eyed his cheap, online-bought clothes, barely a dozen bucks each.
His looks alone elevated the shoddy garb to high fashion.
Like Marilyn Monroe in a sack.
“Hmph, you deserve it! A middle schooler wasting cash on gifts for every ‘sister’ and ‘girlfriend.’
Save a bit, and you wouldn’t be this pathetic post-bankruptcy!”
Lin Lu’s family company, once the area’s largest, collapsed infamously.
Su Keke heard later.
“No money for compensation. Mock me, beat me, but we’re even after.
Just don’t hit my face.”
Lin Lu, numb to fate, infuriated Su Keke.
A beating to settle? Too cheap for him!
Past Sins Unearthed
She recalled his tyranny.
To force her as his girlfriend, he and his lackeys stormed her music room, disrupting her vocal practice and songwriting.
They stole her instruments, jeered “sister-in-law” in her classroom, and ambushed her after school.
His crimes defied listing.
Teachers couldn’t help; her ordinary parents, drained by her music lessons, couldn’t bear more burdens.
Her music dreams crumbling, she reluctantly dated him.
“No way I let you off easy!
I’ll rally the other girls you hurt. Brace yourself!”
A victims’ alliance?
One was torture; a group could bury him in scorn.
Su Keke grabbed her phone, found names, then paused, dimming the screen.
“Deleted their contacts by mistake. Lucky break…”
She sipped milk tea, gazing out.
Lin Lu exhaled.
One score at a time—he couldn’t clear them all at once, like his staged loan repayments.
“But you’re not off the hook!
Give me your contact. I’ll settle with you later.”
Digital Reconnection
Su Keke flashed her WeChat QR code.
Lin Lu scanned it, unable to deny his past; denial would enrage her more.
Her status towered over his—she held endless ways to crush him.
Like he once crushed her.
[Scumbag!]
Her WeChat greeting stung.
Lin Lu stayed silent—why type when cursing aloud worked better?
Su Keke alone knew this was her old account, chat history preserved as evidence.
After he dumped and blocked her, red exclamation marks mocked her.
Three years later, they reconnected.
A New Beginning
“Time’s up.”
A short-haired woman in a black suit entered.
“I’m taking you to your new place. Cohabitation starts tonight.”