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In this world, every individual possesses a unique mind and a distinct set of worries.
For instance, Ye Yu’s greatest vexation stemmed from his inability to cultivate a brawny physique.
This contrasted sharply with Ye Yu’s anguish over his sluggish physical development.
Huangpu Pingqing, a beautiful young woman, harbored a worry entirely opposite to Ye Yu’s. If she were to elaborate, it might even sound like a subtle boast to other girls: her development had simply been too rapid.
At this point, many might find themselves perplexed. Why would ample proportions not be considered a blessing?
Huangpu Pingqing, who had awakened the rare ‘Healing’ ability at the age of twelve, experienced super-accelerated physical development due to this support-type power. Now, with a figure slightly larger than a 36D, she felt she had every right to speak on the matter.
‘Indeed, having very large breasts, while seemingly impressive and imposing, often presents significant challenges for girls.’
‘For instance, sleeping on one’s stomach becomes nearly impossible, as it can cause breast tissue to spread outwards and even compress the trachea and lungs, potentially leading to suffocation.’
‘During a run, the constant bouncing can be not only exhausting but also painful. Furthermore, many elegant and ethereal outfits, which look stunning on flatter-chested girls, appear rather suggestive on me. In summer, my bra is almost perpetually damp—the inconveniences are countless.’
Huangpu Pingqing could endure and overcome all these physical issues.
However, what she found most unbearable was the subtle, lewd glances boys would cast at her chest. This was especially jarring given that the average cup size for women in Huaxia was typically an A.
As a girl, one is naturally sensitive and shy about certain parts of their body.
Some boys might argue, ‘What’s the harm in looking through clothes? You won’t lose a piece of flesh.’
But consider this from another perspective: if dozens of people secretly stared at your crotch every single day, would you feel at ease? The answer is unequivocally no.
Thus, as her body developed, facing the increasingly lewd gazes of boys and the vulgar nicknames they secretly coined for her, such as ‘Milk Bottle’ or ‘Bunny,’ Huangpu Pingqing gradually developed a psychological condition.
Medically, it was known as misandry: a condition characterized by both physiological and psychological aversion to males.
Although Huangpu Pingqing’s symptoms were not yet severe enough to cause her to panic and scream upon seeing a boy, any physical contact with a male would trigger physiological discomfort and a wave of nausea.
This was precisely why Ye Yu felt Huangpu Pingqing was growing increasingly distant from him.
As for Ye Yu’s conjecture about Huangpu Pingqing’s interest in yuri, based on the yuri content he found while repairing her computer, it was entirely a unilateral misunderstanding on his part.
After all, for a girl with misandry, when seeking materials to satisfy her desires, watching typical heterosexual intimate scenes would not only fail to arouse her, but, as a sufferer, Huangpu Pingqing claimed it might even make her vomit.
Recently, Huangpu Pingqing had acquired a new source of vexation, one that threatened to exacerbate her misandry.
The reason for this worsening condition was readily apparent: it lay with the man standing five paces from Huangpu Pingqing’s bookshelf. He was handsome, but his gaze held a distinct air of obscenity.
The man, named Yang Wei, was a senior about to graduate, just like Tang Yue.
In a sense, a senior pursuing a junior already made it difficult for the latter to refuse.
A week prior, Yang Wei had begun pursuing her with intense fervor.
Due to her misandry, Huangpu Pingqing naturally declined the boy’s confession.
According to normal thinking, the story should have ended there.
However, to her surprise, after being rejected, Senior Yang Wei would seize every opportunity to confess his feelings, using the excuse, ‘You don’t have a boyfriend, I want to move you with my profound affection.’
Under the guise of this ‘profound affection,’ every rejection only served to tarnish her reputation and solidify his image as a deeply devoted suitor.
To outsiders, Yang Wei appeared to be a genuinely good man, unwavering in his initial intentions despite countless rejections.
Yet, Huangpu Pingqing, as the one directly involved, knew that his gaze had grown increasingly sinister.
If his first confession had only involved furtive glances,
Then, after a week, it had evolved into open, blatant staring.
Honestly, directly experiencing someone else’s malicious intent was truly disgusting.
Because Yang Wei’s actions had severely impacted her life, a helpless Huangpu Pingqing had, in protest, submitted reports to both the academy and the police department.
However, due to Senior Yang Wei’s family’s social standing and the fact that he hadn’t committed any fundamental errors, her pleas naturally fell on deaf ears.
Huangpu Pingqing had considered appealing, but without substantial evidence, it would be a time-consuming and costly endeavor. Moreover, if she lost, it could easily turn into a false accusation, which carried its own significant responsibilities and penalties. The potential cost was too great, so she ultimately had to give up.
Having exhausted every method to shake off the persistent Senior Yang Wei, Huangpu Pingqing had been greatly troubled recently.
Now, as the distressed Huangpu Pingqing spotted her neighbor, Ye Yu, across the bookshelf, a brilliant sparkle appeared in her amber eyes. A new idea began to form in her mind.
‘Since Yang Wei is so desperately pursuing me, wouldn’t it be perfect if I just had a boyfriend?’
‘And though my neighbor, Ye Yu, is my best friend Tang Yue’s beloved ‘little husband,”
‘Considering my best friend, with whom I share everything, knows about my misandry, and I also want to teach Ye Yu a lesson for secretly deleting all my yuri resources…’
‘Therefore, Ye Yu, you’ll be my shield!’
Having confirmed her resolve internally, Huangpu Pingqing couldn’t help but scrutinize Ye Yu.
Due to the approaching graduation and the immense academic pressure of her senior year, coupled with Ye Yu’s proactive avoidance because of his ‘love rival’ misunderstanding, the two had not seen each other for nearly a month.
Now, with an inadvertent glance, Huangpu Pingqing felt a surge of surprise.
Ye Yu’s skin, as fair and luminous as the moon, seemed untouched by the sun’s embrace, dazzlingly smooth and white in the morning light.
Above his sparkling peach blossom eyes, his lashes were long like butterfly wings, coupled with the faint dark circles beneath his eyes, evoking a sense of tender pity. His moist, tempting red lips were soft and delicate; merely looking at them, one could almost taste their sweetness.
What astonished Huangpu Pingqing most was the change in Ye Yu’s demeanor. Given his slender build among boys, he had always lacked a strong masculine aura. But today, not only was any hint of manliness absent, his delicate features made her momentarily believe Ye Yu was a girl.
Witnessing such a drastic transformation in her neighbor’s younger brother after only a few days, Huangpu Pingqing, ever the girl with an innate love for beauty, found herself with countless questions.
‘What skincare products does he use to make his skin so smooth?’
‘Or what brand of lip balm makes his lips look so bling-bling?’
However, before she could even open her mouth, Ye Yu, on the other side of the bookshelf, had already turned, looking as if he were fleeing from a virus.
Seeing Ye Yu escape, Huangpu Pingqing assumed he felt guilty about deleting her resources. With a crisp *thwack*, she closed her book, then quickly pursued him, her white sneakers pattering against the floor.
Due to her urgent sprint, the proud pair of ‘jade rabbits’ encased beneath Huangpu Pingqing’s simple green dress bounced violently up and down.
Ye Yu, who had been preparing to leave, heard the footsteps behind him.
Instinctively, he glanced back, only to see Huangpu Pingqing, his ‘love rival,’ running towards him.
Watching the peaks of her chest tremble beneath her modest clothing, Ye Yu felt a dizzying surge of primal male instinct, momentarily forgetting his escape.
By the time he regained his senses, Huangpu Pingqing was already beside him, her faint scent reaching his nostrils.
Seeing his ‘love rival’ actively approaching him, a look of fierce determination settled on Ye Yu’s small, palm-sized face.
‘So, is Huangpu Pingqing, my love rival, coming to confront me and steal my wife?’
‘Absolutely not! My Tang Yue wife is not for you!!!’
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