The Villains All Fell in Love with Me After Rebirth : Chapter 57 - Confession

January 09, 2025 Oyen 0 Comments

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Chapter 57: Confession
 
Ji Ling's eyes widened slowly. He stared at Ning Yu in shock, an overwhelming sense of disbelief washing over him. How could this be possible?
 
But looking into Ning Yu's earnest gaze, he couldn’t deny the truth in his words.
 
Ning Yu wouldn’t, and had no reason to, joke about something like this.
 
Revealing his identity as a rebel to a stranger was an incredibly risky move!
 
Ji Ling froze in place, frantically calling out to the system in his mind: [System! System! Ning Yu just said he’s part of the Rebel! This is such an important plot point—why wasn’t it mentioned in the book? This doesn’t make sense!]
 
The system sounded equally bewildered: [Indeed…]
 
Ji Ling: [You mean you didn’t know either?]
 
System: [I really didn’t…]
 
Ji Ling was livid: [How could you not know something this important? What’s the point of the Space-Time Management Office if you’re this clueless? How am I supposed to complete this mission? And isn’t this supposed to be a finished book? In a completed story, there’s no way such a huge plot hole would be left unaddressed! How did Ning Yu never reveal his identity in the last timeline?]
 
If Ning Yu had exposed his identity, how could he and Jing Sui have ended up together? This mission was starting to feel impossible!
 
Wait a minute!
 
This wasn’t just about Jing Sui or the completion of his mission. If Ning Yu was truly a member of the Rebel, then what happened the day they were both captured? Could it be that Ning Yu had deliberately set him up? Was everything part of some grand conspiracy?
 
The mere thought sent a chill down Ji Ling’s spine. Surely not…
 
Ji Ling’s expression became complex and conflicted. He didn’t want to believe Ning Yu was that kind of person. In the previous life, despite all the trouble he had caused Ning Yu—targeting and provoking him at every turn, even coming close to killing him several times—Ning Yu had never sought revenge. He had always treated Ji Ling like a fleeting nuisance, showing himself to be genuinely upright, kind-hearted, and magnanimous. He was a true gentleman, as pure and flawless as white jade!
 
This time around, he hadn’t even done much to offend Ning Yu. They didn’t share any deep-seated grudges, and Ning Yu had no reason to harm him. Besides, Ning Yu had risked himself to save him before, even getting injured in the process, which didn’t seem like a calculated act. What was going on?
 
Ji Ling frowned in thought, and then a sudden flash of insight struck him—he understood!
 
It was all Gabriel’s fault, not Ning Yu’s. Ning Yu had nothing to do with it!
 
Even if Ning Yu was part of the Rebel, who said everyone in the Rebel was evil? Surely there were plenty of people fighting against oppression with noble intentions. Ning Yu likely couldn’t tolerate Gabriel’s behavior of exploiting others and bullying the weak, which was why he had risked his life to save Ji Ling back then, angering Gabriel and resulting in his imprisonment.
 
Gabriel once told him that Ning Yu was a traitor clinging to the nobility and threatened to execute him. Looking back now, those words are filled with deeper meaning! Gabriel had probably been furious with Ning Yu for saving Ji Ling, a noble, which conflicted with his allegiance to the Rebel.
 
Yes, that had to be it!
 
Ji Ling felt a sudden clarity in his heart.
 
Ning Yu, as a member of the Rebel, had still chosen to protect a noble like him in front of his comrades, nearly getting himself killed in the process. He had silently borne this burden all by himself, never once mentioning it to Ji Ling.
 
Meanwhile, Gabriel had twisted the truth, hiding Ning Yu’s true motives and cruelly using his life as leverage to manipulate Ji Ling.
 
It was clear now—while both were members of the Rebel, Gabriel was a despicable lunatic, and Ning Yu was an upright and compassionate hero! This realization made Gabriel seem even more vile than he thought before!
 
It further highlighted how valuable Ning Yu was.
 
A surge of emotions—gratitude, shock, and complexity—swelled in Ji Ling’s heart as he gazed at Ning Yu’s emerald-green eyes, his handsome face etched with calm and focus. There was a hint of unease in Ning Yu’s expression as if he were waiting for Ji Ling’s response…
 
Ji Ling was overwhelmed with conflicting feelings but not fear.
 
He had never feared Ning Yu—not in the past, not now.
 
So what if Ning Yu was part of the Rebel? What was there to be afraid of? Besides, Ning Yu didn’t even know his own secret.
 
Ji Ling slowly came back to his senses. He looked directly into Ning Yu’s eyes and firmly said, “I’m not afraid of you. You won’t hurt me.”
 
Ning Yu gazed at the boy’s clear, determined eyes. He saw no trace of fear, disgust, or alienation within them—only clarity, trust, and a flicker of emotion that even surprised him.
 
He truly didn’t care about Ning Yu’s identity as a member of the Rebel, nor did he once consider the possibility that Ning Yu might be deceiving him.
 
Ning Yu lowered his gaze slightly, hiding the ripples of emotion in his eyes. Yet a faint smile tugged at the corners of his lips, and he couldn’t help but let out a light chuckle before sighing softly.
 
So you trust me this much?
 
Even when I explicitly tell you I’m with the Rebel, you’re still certain I wouldn’t harm you.
 
You’ve never once doubted me.
 
You have no idea what you’re saying... 
 
Or what kind of person you’re dealing with.
 
But Ning Yu had to admit that, for once, Ji Ling’s intuition was spot on.
 
Lifting his gaze, his eyes softened with warmth. He seemed on the verge of saying something more but eventually settled on speaking softly: “You’re right. I won’t hurt you.”
 
Hearing this, Ji Ling wasn’t surprised. That’s exactly what my kind and upright protagonist shou would say. Completely in character!
 
He knew that his guess was correct.
 
Ji Ling felt smug, believing he had pieced together the entire truth. With a relaxed expression, he added with concern, “Get some rest. I’ll check on you tomorrow.”
 
Ning Yu stared at him for a moment before nodding and replying hoarsely, “Alright.”
 
………………
Over the next few days, Ji Ling went back and forth between the city lord’s mansion and Judy’s home.
 
Ning Yu, being extremely reserved, refused to let Judy approach him. He would rather go hungry than let anyone but Ji Ling take care of him. As a result, Ji Ling had to handle feeding him and changing his bandages personally.
 
Ning Yu’s robust physique allowed his severe injuries to heal at an astonishing rate, leaving Ji Ling both amazed and envious. This is the power of an S-rank physique!
 
It turns out that S-rank is that strong!
 
At home, Ji Ling kept up appearances to avoid arousing Wen Yan’s suspicions. He even occasionally brought back snacks to share with Wen Yan as a gesture of goodwill.
 
As time passed, his interactions with Wen Yan became less strained. Wen Yan never crossed any boundaries or displayed unreasonable behavior. To outsiders, he was the perfect, caring elder brother; to Ji Ling, he was a respectful, obedient servant. Wen Yan was so impeccably well-behaved that Ji Ling couldn’t find any faults with him!
 
At first, Ji Ling had been wary, but over time, his wariness turned into guilt and unease. Wen Yan’s gentle demeanor and humble attitude made Ji Ling feel like he couldn’t reciprocate his feelings.
 
Ji Ling was the kind of person who felt compelled to repay kindness. Wen Yan’s devotion left him conflicted—accepting it would trouble his conscience, but rejecting it felt like betraying Wen Yan’s sincerity.
 
It was so complicated!
 
What a dilemma!
 
The Earth teenager, who had never been in a relationship, finally understood the troubles of being too popular—and found himself without a good solution. The system couldn’t offer any advice on the matter, either. Other than being a bit kinder to Wen Yan, there didn’t seem to be much else he could do.
 
At the very least, Ji Ling could no longer maintain his malicious façade in front of Wen Yan, nor could he continue humiliating him with cold commands.
 
Even though Ji Ling stopped adhering to his character, Wen Yan didn’t seem suspicious at all. Instead, he treated Ji Ling as he always had. Gradually, Ji Ling relaxed around Wen Yan, no longer feeling so cautious and uneasy. He had a gut feeling that, no matter what he did, Wen Yan probably wouldn’t mind.
 
As a result, their interactions became easygoing and pleasant.
 
That afternoon, the two of them sat together for lunch. Ji Ling smiled at Wen Yan and said, “I’ve made plans with Judy this afternoon to help her pick up her custom-made clothes. I’ll be back home before dark, so don’t worry about me.”
 
Wen Yan’s movements paused briefly as he looked deeply at Ji Ling. A moment later, as if nothing had happened, he naturally picked up some food with his chopsticks and placed it on Ji Ling’s plate, smiling as he said, “Alright.”
 
Ji Ling, accustomed to Wen Yan serving him food, ate it without hesitation, as though it were the most normal thing in the world.
 
After finishing his meal, Ji Ling put down his bowl and smiled brightly. “I’m heading out now.”
 
Wen Yan nodded gently, his expression warm and tender, gazing at Ji Ling with tolerance and trust, showing no hint of doubt.
 
Ji Ling, anxious about Ning Yu going hungry, quickly turned and left. He didn’t notice the way Wen Yan’s expression darkened after he departed.
 
Wen Yan watched Ji Ling’s retreating figure. The smile on his face gradually faded, his thin lips pressing into a slight line as a thoughtful look appeared in his eyes.
 
For the past few days, Ji Ling had been going out daily. Although his excuses varied, the timing and frequency were surprisingly regular. Once or twice might be coincidental, but by the third time, Wen Yan had already realized something was off.
 
The boy’s acting skills weren’t particularly good, and Wen Yan couldn’t ignore such obvious inconsistencies. Ji Ling was clearly hiding something from him.
 
He didn’t want Wen Yan to know.
 
Wen Yan hadn’t pressed the issue because he didn’t want to push too hard. It was reasonable for Ji Ling to have his own secrets, given his lack of trust in Wen Yan. Besides, Wen Yan had already ensured there was no danger in the area and was willing to give Ji Ling more space.
 
However, it now seemed the situation might be more complicated than he initially thought.
 
Perhaps it was time to take a look himself.
 
………………
Ji Ling arrived at Judy’s house and, as usual, fed Ning Yu. Watching the strikingly handsome man lower his head gently, Ji Ling found his thoughts wandering. Who would have thought that this dazzling rising star actually had such a side? He was so obedient in front of Ji Ling.
 
Maybe it was because Ning Yu was stunningly attractive and exuded a fragile, submissive aura that made taking care of him feel effortless—even enjoyable.
 
Ji Ling: [System, what should I do? I think I might have a thing for good looks.]
 
System: [Calm down. It’s said that humans are all drawn to appearances.]
 
Ji Ling: [Really?]
 
System: [Yes, it’s normal. Don’t worry.]
 
Ji Ling sighed. He was beginning to understand why some people could coast through life on their looks. Wasn’t Ning Yu a living example? A rising star, an S- powerhouse, a brave warrior—yet still relying on his looks to charm people!
 
Ji Ling was filled with amazement. After feeding Ning Yu, he worried the man might grow tired of the same meals. With a smile, he asked, “What would you like for dinner? I can go buy it for you. Luanshui City has some great snacks.”
 
Ning Yu gazed at him intently before softly saying, “Thank you.”
 
Ji Ling waved his hand dismissively. “No need to thank me—it’s no trouble at all.” He figured he’d be buying food for himself anyway, so adding an extra portion was no big deal.
 
Ning Yu’s gaze softened as he looked at Ji Ling’s smile. After a moment, he seemed to want to sit up, and Ji Ling quickly moved to help him, placing a pillow behind his back. This brought them very close together. Ji Ling’s hands passed on either side of Ning Yu’s neck as he adjusted the pillow, his delicate features so near that the slightest movement might cause them to touch…
 
Ning Yu tilted his head, staring at Ji Ling’s profile. The boy’s long lashes cast faint shadows beneath his eyes, and his slightly parted pink lips seemed to invite attention. At that moment, something stirred in Ning Yu’s chest—an emotion, a sudden impulse.
 
Without warning, Ning Yu leaned forward and brushed lightly against Ji Ling’s lips. It lasted less than two seconds, a fleeting touch before he withdrew, his green eyes burning as they met Ji Ling’s stunned gaze.
 
Ji Ling froze. After a long pause, he came to his senses, staring at Ning Yu in shock!
 
What had just happened?
 
Had Ning Yu just kissed him?
 
Though brief, it had definitely been a kiss!
 
Ning Yu smiled gently at Ji Ling’s wide-eyed shock, his voice low and husky as he said softly, “I like you.”
 
Ji Ling was dumbfounded!
 
He– he—he had been kissed without warning, and now— now– he was being confessed to?!
 
Stiff as a statue, Ji Ling stared at Ning Yu, unable to utter a word.
 
After a moment, Ji Ling suddenly stood, stumbling back a few steps, his face burning red as he stammered, “What did you just say?”
 
Ning Yu met his gaze calmly, smiled again, and repeated, “I like you.”
 
His voice was low, gentle, and firm.
 
Ji Ling could no longer deny it. He felt like crying. Why did Ning Yu like him? Could it be because Ji Ling had saved him? A gratitude-turned-love situation?
 
Couldn’t Ning Yu’s feelings be a little less impulsive?
 
And more importantly, Ning Yu didn’t even know who Ji Ling truly was. If he found out, wouldn’t he regret this?
 
With this thought, Ji Ling forced himself to calm down. Blushing furiously, he sternly said, “You can’t like me!”
 
Though rejected, Ning Yu showed no sign of disappointment, anger, or sadness. His gaze remained serene as he smiled and asked, “Why?”
 
Ji Ling felt he had to extinguish this dangerous notion immediately. He glared at Ning Yu and said as coldly and ruthlessly as he could manage, “Because I don’t like you.”
 
Ning Yu’s deep green eyes remained warm, and his tone was calm as he said, “But feelings aren’t something one can control. You don’t have to accept me, but please don’t stop me from liking you.”
 
“I can’t promise to do something I can’t achieve.”
 
Ji Ling was left speechless. What kind of reasoning was this? Did Ning Yu really like him that much?
 
Blushing once again, Ji Ling felt utterly flustered by Ning Yu’s sudden confession.
 
What’s going on?
 
How had things come to this?
 
Ning Yu’s identity as a member of the Rebel was already absurd enough, and now he was confessing to a malicious cannon fodder character. The main character shou didn’t like the main character gong anymore and instead fell for a malicious cannon fodder—one who was even hiding his identity. Why didn’t he just confess to some random passerby while he was at it?
 
This world really was beyond saving.
 
And why was it that, as a straight man, no matter where Ji Ling went, he was always getting confessed to by men? It was utterly despair-inducing.
 
Ji Ling: [Main character shou fell in love with a malicious cannon fodder. System, have you ever seen something like this before?]
 
System: [......]
 
Ji Ling: [Turns out knowing when to give up is a virtue. Luckily, I gave up early. Once I stopped caring about completing the mission, everything became so much simpler.]
 
System: [......]
 
Despite his shock, Ji Ling gradually composed himself. He looked at Ning Yu with a serious expression and said, word by word, “I’m not joking with you. Don’t like me, or you’ll regret it!”
 
Ning Yu asked, “Why?”
 
Ji Ling opened his mouth but couldn’t come up with a reason. How could he explain? Should he say, When you find out who I really am, you’ll want to dig a hole to bury yourself out of sheer regret for what you’ve said today? Thinking of this, Ji Ling couldn’t help but find it amusing and even felt a bit sorry for Ning Yu.
 
Sigh, falling for someone you’re not supposed to like—it’s just bad luck, hahahaha!
 
Ji Ling said, “No reason. I’m just not the kind of person you should like.”
 
With that, he turned to leave.
 
There was no way to continue this conversation.
 
Ning Yu watched his back and suddenly said, “Will you come back tomorrow?”
 
Ji Ling paused mid-step, remembering that Ning Yu’s injuries weren’t fully healed yet. Just leaving him like this didn’t feel right. After a moment of hesitation, he turned back and said, “I’ll come back. But that doesn’t mean I’ve accepted your confession! I just pity you because you’re in such a miserable state, got it? There’s no way I’d ever like you!”
 
He repeated the important part four times—one more than the standard three. He had done his best!
 
If you still won’t listen to reason and end up crying when you find out the truth, don’t blame me, hmph. 
 
Ji Ling raised his chin and shot Ning Yu a warning look.
 
Ning Yu gazed at Ji Ling’s huffy retreating figure with a gentle expression. After a long moment, a low, meaningful chuckle escaped his lips.
 
………………
Ji Ling slammed the door shut, cutting off Ning Yu’s gaze, and finally let out a long breath.
 
He smacked his face a few times, trying to calm his nerves, but recalling what had just happened still left him on edge.
 
Just then, Judy happened to walk by. She noticed Ji Ling’s flushed face and asked curiously, “Lingling, what’s wrong? Your face is so red!”
 
Ji Ling’s embarrassment intensified. He lowered his head, avoiding Judy’s gaze. “I-is it?”
 
Judy: “......”
 
Feeling that the atmosphere was unbearably awkward and mortified, Ji Ling bolted. He ran a good distance before stopping, his expression dazed and confused. He realized things were bad—really bad. When Ning Yu had confessed to him earlier, he hadn’t felt any fear. He was just shocked, surprised, and flustered. But this wasn’t even the first time he’d been confessed to.
 
Logically, he knew he didn’t like men, wouldn’t accept men, and definitely wouldn’t fall in love with anyone in this world.
 
So why did it seem like he was already getting used to being liked by men…
 
Ji Ling panicked: [Am I turning gay? QAQ]
 
The system, unable to bear Ji Ling’s distress, said gently: [Honestly, it’s not a big deal if you are. True love transcends gender…]
 
Ji Ling: [......]
 
System: [Just go with the flow.]
 
Ji Ling: [Has anyone ever told you you’re really bad at comforting people? :)]
 
System: [......]
 
Who needs to hear this kind of talk right now?! Shouldn’t you be telling me that I’m still straight as a rod, completely salvageable, and have nothing to worry about?
 
So frustrating!
 
………………
Judy watched Ji Ling run out with a red face, completely baffled. Her curiosity was piqued—what on earth had just happened?
 
When she had confessed to him, Ji Ling hadn’t blushed like that…
 
She really wanted to go in and ask that man, her heart brimming with curiosity. But then she thought about his perpetually cold and distant gaze and didn’t dare to go in. Forget it... she’d just ask Ji Ling next time.
 
With that thought, Judy picked up the basket and headed out. She still had to prepare tomorrow’s meals for Ji Ling and Ning Yu.
 
Meanwhile, Ning Yu was sitting on his bed.
 
When Ji Ling wasn’t around, his green eyes were cold and indifferent, like jewels at the bottom of the sea, their warmth frozen by icy depths. He closed his eyes to rest. Though his wounds were gradually healing, it would still be some time before he fully recovered.
 
Thinking about the current situation, Ning Yu’s jaw tightened, and his brow furrowed slightly.
 
He wasn’t sure how much time had passed—probably about half an hour.
 
A steady footsteps suddenly came from the doorway, neither hurried nor slow.
 
Ning Yu’s eyes snapped open, his gaze cold and sharp. These footsteps… they weren’t Judy’s, nor Ji Ling’s.
 
He slowly turned his head just as the door was gently pushed open.
 
A man with long silver hair raised his head, revealing a strikingly handsome yet sinister face. His pitch-black eyes were as deep as an abyss, gazing at Ning Yu with a faint indifference. His voice was raspy as he spoke: “It’s you.”
 
Ning Yu’s eyes narrowed slowly.
 
A chilling frost spread in the depths of Wen Yan’s gaze as he curled his lips into a faint smile. “So, should I call you Ning Yu now… or Gabriel?”
 
The author has something to say:
Ning Yu: You saved my life, so I’m willing to devote myself to you.
Ji Ling: Stay away! It’s Year 9102 already, I refuse to participate in this melodramatic plotline!
Author: Hehe, don’t want melodrama? Did you forget which ‘Mom of All Drama’ novel you transmigrated into?
Ji Ling: ……

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