TYMRHBDES Chapter 39

The pearls, now glistening with tears, reflected Fu Tingchuan’s pained expression.

His little wife’s shoulders trembled twice, tears cascading down one after another, each drop piercing his heart like a thorn.

His whole heart felt like it was being grasped and squeezed hard by a huge hand covered in thorns.

Fu Tingchuan held the man close, his large hand wiping away his tears. A bitter ache filled his heart, so intense it felt as if an entire vinegar jar had been overturned inside him.

“Do you really like him that much?”

“Do you really have to defend him like this?”

*So much that you can’t bear to hear me say anything against him?*

Fu Tingchuan lowered his gaze to the man nestled in his arms, overwhelmed by a crushing sense of helplessness for the first time.

His tears were his greatest weapon, binding Fu Tingchuan as surely as chains. Each drop that fell pierced Fu Tingchuan’s heart like a thousand silken needles, leaving him aching with tenderness.

The pain was so intense…

He would have given him anything.

Jiang Luoluo pulled away from Fu Tingchuan’s embrace, lifting his tear-streaked face. His thick, dark eyelashes, still damp, clung together in clumps, fluttering against the misty depths of his eyes.

“Fu Tingchuan, I’ve always loved you…”

“You’re him, and he’s always been you. You both exist within this body, you’re both the same person.”

Jiang Luoluo wrapped his arms around Fu Tingchuan’s waist, gazing up with misty eyes. His voice was soft but earnest. “I don’t want anything to happen to you. I want you to be okay…”

Fu Tingchuan lowered his gaze, silent. He gently wiped a tear clinging to Jiang Luoluo’s eyelashes.

Jiang Luoluo’s small hand gripped his wrist. Fu Tingchuan paused, then let Jiang Luoluo unfold his palm flat.

He watched as Jiang Luoluo slowly pressed his cheek against Fu Tingchuan’s palm.

His expression was docile, brimming with trust.

Fu Tingchuan’s Adam’s apple bobbed. It felt as if a kitten’s tail had brushed against his heart, leaving a tingling, ticklish sensation.

He sighed.

Bending down, he pressed his lips to the corner of Jiang Luoluo’s mouth.

*Forget it.*

*If it comes to it, I’ll give him everything.*

Jiang Luoluo cradled a basket of small pearls in his arms, watching Fu Tingchuan shut himself into a room.

Fu Tingchuan had said he would try to communicate with the First Personality, following Professor Bian’s method.

As he left, he bent down to kiss Jiang Luoluo’s forehead before striding away with long strides.

Jiang Luoluo touched the lingering coolness on his forehead, staring blankly in the direction Fu Tingchuan had disappeared until the door closed. Only then did he slowly lower his head.

His gaze fell to his calves, where his skirt hem overlapped. He reached down to touch the marks there, and in a daze, he recalled the Second Personality’s ferocious demeanor from just over an hour earlier.

Though the Second Personality had vowed never to let that imaginary man go, he had already restrained himself, softening his touch when dealing with Jiang Luoluo.

Jiang Luoluo knew how deeply Fu Tingchuan hated that imagined man—so much so that even after learning that the man was another part of himself, his first question to Professor Bian had been how to kill him.

Yet for Jiang Luoluo’s sake, Fu Tingchuan was willing to let it all go.

Willing to reconcile with his other personality.

Jiang Luoluo raised a hand to his chest, his eyes stinging with emotion once more.

<i>Host! How did you do it?</i>

The System’s voice suddenly blared, startling Jiang Luoluo and instantly dispelling the tears that had been welling in his eyes.

Jiang Luoluo: “…Why do you have to be so dramatic?”

<i>Oh my god! In just a few days, you’ve managed to raise the favorability of both threads to over 90!</i>

<i>You’ve only been in this world for a short time!</i>

The System clicked its tongue in admiration. <i>Host, I never realized you were such a genius at capturing villains’ hearts!</i>

Jiang Luoluo felt a little embarrassed by the praise, his fingers absently rubbing the small pearls in the basket. “I… I didn’t really do anything…”

The System’s mechanical voice grew noticeably excited. <i>At this rate, you’ll complete the mission in this world soon and be able to leave!</i>

Hearing the word “leave,” Jiang Luoluo’s fingers paused their movement.

The System, oblivious to his reaction, continued chattering to itself:

<i>I told you, the missions in the first world are always simple basics. Even though the target’s personality had a few quirks, it didn’t make things much harder. You’re doing great!</i>

Jiang Luoluo tightened his grip. “If the favorability reaches 100, I have to leave?”

<i>Of course!</i>

The System puffed up with pride. <i>Our system is highly sensitive. Once the favorability hits 100, you’ll immediately be detached from this world and vanish!</i>

Jiang Luoluo: “What about… him?”

System: <i>The others in this world? They’ll just continue living as they always have. But that’s not something you should be concerned about anymore.</i>

<i>By the way, the Main Brain’s diagnostic scan on me is nearly complete. I’ll be back with you soon.</i>

<i>I finally figured out what caused this malfunction. While waiting in line for my scan, I chatted with a bunch of other systems. Turns out, most of us are experiencing the same issue—</i>

The System leaned in conspiratorially. <i>Guess what’s causing it?</i>

Jiang Luoluo shook his head, his mind racing. “I don’t know.”

The System lowered its voice dramatically. <i>Rumor has it, it’s the doing of that big shot who controls all the Main Brains. He went undercover into some system to chase after his little darling. His overwhelming energy threw the Central Control Room into chaos…</i>

<i>Tsk tsk tsk… Such a sweet romance! And to think I might catch a glimpse of that VIP’s true face! I’d gladly go back and purge systems ten or twenty more times just for that!</i>

<i>But I feel bad for whichever system got stuck with him. It’s probably going to be malfunctioning forever now…</i>

Jiang Luoluo’s mind was a tangled mess. He barely registered what the System was saying, offering only perfunctory responses.

He sent the other person back to continue leveling up.

If he left this world upon completing the mission, he would never return, never see Fu Tingchuan again…

No one would ever selflessly save him again, hold him close, kiss his forehead…

No one would ever love him the way Fu Tingchuan did…

Jiang Luoluo’s fingers curled into a tight fist.

Two tears fell with a soft *plop*.

He had said from the beginning that he didn’t want to enter this System… He was never suited for these kinds of missions…

The sound of the door opening made Jiang Luoluo quickly wipe away his tears. His hands and eyelids were still damp when someone lifted his chin, forcing him to look up.

It was still the same face, but the gentle demeanor of the Second Personality had vanished.

The First Personality’s Fu Tingchuan was every bit the domineering CEO, his noble eyes brimming with the confidence of absolute power.

Fu Tingchuan bent down and wiped a tear from Jiang Luoluo’s cheek with his thumb. “Why are you crying? Did he bully you?”

Jiang Luoluo shook his head and reached for Fu Tingchuan’s embrace. “Husband…”

Fu Tingchuan scooped him up and carried him outside, asking as they walked, “Do you know I’m your *real* husband?”

The small face in his arms nuzzled against his cheek, a soft voice replying, “I know.”

“Then why were you crying?” Fu Tingchuan carried him to the balcony and set him on the sofa, facing the endless expanse of the sea.

He leaned down to kiss Jiang Luoluo’s lips, but his gaze froze when he noticed the white dress Jiang Luoluo was wearing.

“That bastard… what kind of ridiculous outfit did he make you wear?”

Though his words were harsh, a meaningful smile played on his lips, and his bottomless eyes grew even darker.

Jiang Luoluo clutched his chest, suddenly feeling like he’d escaped the tiger’s jaws only to fall into the wolf’s den.

He might have been fine if he’d stayed still, but his movement drew Fu Tingchuan’s gaze to the exposed collarbones peeking out from his neckline. The smile on Fu Tingchuan’s lips faded slightly, and his sword-like eyebrows furrowed.

“Did he touch you?”

Jiang Luoluo’s guilty eyes flickered.

Fu Tingchuan pulled Jiang Luoluo’s hands away, staring at the fresh marks on his collarbones. He leaned in, pressing his cool lips against them.

Fu Tingchuan’s large hand gripped Jiang Luoluo’s waist, immobilizing him. He repeatedly targeted the same spot, as if determined to erase every trace of the other man’s touch and replace it with his own mark.

On the beach, people chased each other with small shovels, their clear laughter carrying on the breeze.

Jiang Luoluo’s face flushed with embarrassment. His slender arms pushed against Fu Tingchuan’s shoulders, desperate to keep him away, terrified that someone on the beach might turn and witness their intimacy.

Fu Tingchuan relented to his pushes, his burning gaze fixed on Jiang Luoluo. His voice dripped with jealousy.

“What? Now that you have him, you don’t want me anymore?”

Jiang Luoluo, his face still crimson, glanced toward the beach and whispered, “That’s not… that’s not true.”

“Someone will see us.”

Fu Tingchuan bent down, scooped Jiang Luoluo into his arms, and strode toward the bedroom. “If no one sees us, then it’s fine, right?”

The sea breeze carried the tinkling of wind chimes along the corridor, escorting the two men into the villa’s most lavishly decorated room.

Fu Tingchuan tossed Jiang Luoluo onto the bed. The man in the pure white dress landed softly on the plush mattress, his small basket tipping over and spilling pearls everywhere.

“Ah!” Jiang Luoluo exclaimed, puffing out his cheeks as he glared at Fu Tingchuan. “It’s all your fault!”

As Fu Tingchuan helped him gather the scattered pearls, he disparaged his rival. “All he does is give you these useless trinkets to play with. How childish!”

Pinkish-white pearls covered the bed, with a few rolling down to Jiang Luoluo’s legs, accentuating his jade-like bones and porcelain skin.

Fu Tingchuan reached for the stray pearls, but Jiang Luoluo shifted his legs, causing them to roll under his skirt.

Something seemed to strike Fu Tingchuan, and his Adam’s apple bobbed rapidly.

“Baby, let your husband show you something fun.”

Jiang Luoluo, annoyed by his antics, was about to push him away when Fu Tingchuan suddenly froze, clutching his head with his right hand. His dark eyebrows furrowed deeply, and he closed his eyes in apparent pain.

But in an instant, his eyes snapped open, clear and gentle once more.

Jiang Luoluo stared in shock.

*Did he just… change?*

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T/N:- “Jiang Luoluo just wanted to collect pearls, not personalities—yet here he is, with one husband, two flavors, and a mission deadline he accidentally seduced into a crisis.”

Translator sips tea while quietly refilling the pearl basket and humbly suggests: if you enjoyed this emotional rollercoaster with extra personalities, consider tipping a pearl or two on Ko-fi 💙