Chapter 7 – Su Ziyun’s True Intentions
by Salted FishWith the concluding remarks of unanimous approval, the oppressive and tense atmosphere inside the bus finally dissipated completely, replaced by an unprecedented sense of cohesion.
They were no longer just students and a teacher thrown together by chance, but a true family with common goals, shared resources, and a shared destiny.
The girls dispersed in small groups and returned to their seats.
Ye Chen’s eyes fell on the figure he knew best, the one who had been silent all along.
Gu Qingci.
He took a deep breath and walked over.
“Go on and comfort my sister.”
Gu Qingyan winked at him, patted his shoulder, and voluntarily got up to give them space. Her eyes carried a hint of encouragement and relief that was hard to detect.
Ye Chen nodded and sat down beside Gu Qingci.
The girl’s shoulders trembled slightly. Although she kept her head down, he could still feel the struggle and pain within her.
“Qingci, I…”
Ye Chen paused for a long moment, unsure how to begin.
Any words of comfort seemed pale and powerless in the face of such cruel reality.
“Ye Chen, you don’t need to worry about me.”
Unexpectedly, Gu Qingci spoke first.
She slowly raised her head. Her eyes, which were always gentle and tinged with melancholy, were still glistening with tears, yet they now held a strange calm.
“I understand. As a student specializing in literature and history, I know better than anyone how many things beyond peacetime ethics happen for the sake of racial continuation when civilization collapses.”
Her voice was soft, but carried a sense of clarity and firmness.
“Intellectually, I fully accept it. It’s just… emotionally, I’m still struggling to reconcile it with the concept of love I was raised with.”
A pang of pain struck Ye Chen’s heart. Just as he was about to say something, Gu Qingci gave him a gentle smile, a smile streaked with tears, yet incredibly radiant.
“Just now, I used my talent.”
She said it softly, as if sharing a secret meant only for the two of them.
S-rank Talent [Story Direction]
Effect: By writing, you can depict future events. Consuming mental energy increases the likelihood of those events occurring.
“I wrote a story.”
Gu Qingci’s eyes softened, as if she were immersed in a beautiful world of her own creation.
“The story is called ‘Destiny.’”
“I wrote that a long, long time from now on… you fell in love with me. We stayed together forever, just like we promised when we were children.”
Ye Chen’s heart clenched sharply.
He opened his mouth, but no sound came out.
Gu Qingci looked at him, her smile deepening, but the tears finally betrayed her, streaming down her cheeks.
“Do you know, Ye Chen? When I wrote that ending, my talent… didn’t consume even a single point of mental energy.”
“That means that the event I wrote of ‘you falling in love with me,’ according to the system’s judgment, is not a ‘future event’ whose probability needs to be increased…”
“Rather, it is already an established fact.”
“For me, that’s enough.”
“Really… it’s enough.”
She tried hard to smile, as if to prove her strength through that smile.
Ye Chen could no longer hold back his emotions. He opened his arms and pulled the girl, the one who made his heart ache to its very core, tightly into his arms.
No words were needed.
At that moment, all the guilt, tenderness, and unspoken promises melted into that single embrace.
At the other end of the bus, Su Ziyun sat down beside Zhou Siyu.
The philosophy-loving girl was quietly watching the chat channel, contemplating something amid the flood of messages.
“Thank you for your support just now,” Su Ziyun began.
During the voting, it had been the most rational members—Lin Wanqing, Zhou Siyu, and a few others—who had been the first to speak up, which influenced the team’s decision-making.
Zhou Siyu withdrew her gaze. Her clear eyes turned to Su Ziyun. She didn’t respond to the thanks, but went straight to the point.
“Your goal is not just to activate [Many Children, Many Blessings], is it?”
Her tone was not questioning but stating.
A smile of approval appeared on Su Ziyun’s face. She knew she couldn’t hide her deeper intentions from this logic prodigy.
“Yes.” She admitted openly.
“[Happy Family], that name is truly fitting, and it is also my ultimate goal.”
A glint of understanding flashed in Zhou Siyu’s eyes. In her unique, concept-deconstructing tone, she said:
“From the perspective of human nature, your approach is the most correct one.”
“In a closed small group, when all female members have established the most intimate relationship with the only male, the negative emotion of ‘jealousy’ becomes diluted by the fact that ‘no one is singled out,’ ultimately transforming into a special emotional bond grounded in ‘shared experience’.”
“People have a tendency toward conformity.”
“As long as this process is guided smoothly, eventually everyone will psychologically accept each other and develip an unbreakable bond because of this shared, transcendent experience.”
“We will truly fall in love with Ye Chen and with every member of this ‘family.’”
Zhou Siyu’s analysis was calm, precise, and laid out Su Ziyun’s entire scheme without missing a single detail.
She paused for a moment, and the most critical question arrived as expected.
“But who will be the first to guide this process?”
“Who will break the taboo and pave the psychological path for everyone who follows?”
“Is it you, Teacher Su?”
Su Ziyun met Zhou Siyu’s penetrating gaze without flinching and nodded frankly.
“Yes. It has to be me.”
Her voice was calm, yet carried an unshakable determination.
“In terms of identity, I am the teacher, the elder, the figure of authority in this team.”
“By being the first to break this ethical taboo, I can minimize the psychological burden on all the students who follow, making them feel that this is not a descent into depravity.”
Zhou Siyu looked at Su Ziyun deeply for a long time.
For the first time, a clear emotion called “admiration” appeared in her eyes.
“One has to say, your grasp of the human heart truly lives up to your Dual Doctorate in Management and Psychology.”
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